The Sassy Pear

Finding my way through my forties

Greetings from Bloatville, Population: Me — August 27, 2008

Greetings from Bloatville, Population: Me

Oh my gosh I am the most bloated person ever in the history of people.  I don’t know what it is (TOM) but for some reason (TOM) I just feel so puffy.  And I can’t put my finger on why (TOM) but I just want to eat all the carbs in the world.  Something (TOM) is making me want to dive head first into a box of Goldfish crackers, and not come up for air until I have devoured every last little smiling fish.  Whatever could be wrong with me (TOM)???

 

The Priss’ first day of preschool went as expected: she cried, I cried, then she got distracted by the glitter/sand box and mommy was forgotten.  By the time I picked her up, she was all smiles and couldn’t wait to show me her papers.  Then we sang 40 verses of “If you’re happy and you know it” on our way to McD’s for a celebratory Happy Meal.  Then I spent the rest of the afternoon fighting a killer headache that came out of nowhere (TOM). 

 

It was a good day, but it made me realize how much the structure of my workday helps me to lose weight.  On a typical workday, I eat 2 eggs and 2 pieces of bacon around 7am.  Then about 9:30 I have a snack: almonds, or a protein bar.  Lunch is at 11 and usually consists of salad with grilled chicken, or a chicken salad sandwich.  I have an afternoon snack of an apple at 2 and then have another small snack at 4:30 when I get home. I do this same thing every day and I don’t get overly hungry – I’m pretty much satisfied all day.  It is a controlled environment, and I can only eat what I’ve brought for the day.

 

Yesterday however was different, but very much like the days when I was a SAHM for six years.  I wolfed down two bites of the Priss’ cereal at 8:00, then realized I was starving at 10:45, so I bought a box of protein bars at Suck Your Wallet Dry Wal-Mart, and although I really wanted to eat the whole box, I only ate one because I knew McD’s was in my near future.  At noon, we got to McD’s and I had a grilled chicken salad and practically licked the bowl clean, then had half of an apple pie. We got home about 2 and I won’t go into the details of the carnage, but let’s just say it wasn’t pretty.  I was practically ill from the carb overload.  I haven’t had a day like that in I don’t know when. I used to eat like that quite a bit, so it’s no wonder I gained weight!!  I’m glad to be back in my safe little office where the food demons can’t tempt me today.

 

I am most likely going to skip the weigh in on Thursday.  I don’t think my fragile psyche can take the disapproving sigh from the Nurse Nazi.  I call her the Nurse Nazi, but she’s really very nice, so I don’t want to disappoint her with my lack of loss.   

 

I’ve walked a couple of times this week and I have another planned for this evening, and maybe tomorrow morning too, so that will help, but I still feel puffy and oh so huge.  I’ll be glad when TOM packs his bags and gets the heck outta Dodge. 

 

               

 

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