Day 2: Not an "Eat" Day

     My quads are still screaming at me and I am hoping I can do the workout today. Internet research shows that today's Upper Body Fix is a bit easier. Stairs in the house still present a major hurdle. I press on...

The eating plan:

     If it were possible, I just don't feel hungry today. I have filled all of the requisite containers, but I can already feel it; "Today is not an eat day." This is an expression I used to use to describe my daughter when she was a toddler. I could never get her to sit and eat a "full" meal (or she would subsequently vomit). After numerous doctor visits, food diaries, and the like, we came to the conclusion that her brain would just cut off the "hunger" sensor when she hit ~500 calories. It didn't matter if it was by 9am - that would be all she would eat for the day! I eventually resigned myself to setting out little cubes of cheese and other nibbles for her to graze on as she went about her business. I always wished my body would work like that; and I think, perhaps it just might have happened.

     I ate breakfast early - about 8 am, which is a change for me. Usually, when I start eating early in the day, I am hungry all day long. Now, as a teacher, you have to train your body to eat (and pee) at certain times - as you don't have the luxury of simply grabbing something when you're hungry. I wonder if this is a contributor to the "starvation mode" aspect of weight gain? I had 1/2 an Ezekiel Muffin with a teaspoon of peanut butter. Anyway, contrary to my usual M.O., I was satiated for a long while.

     Even though I was still sore from yesterday's workout, I decided to just "get it over with" and did today's about an hour later. Afterwards,  I had two hard boiled eggs, because "you're supposed to" fuel up with protein after a workout.  It wasn't until 1:30 that I convinced myself I should have something because, hey it's getting later in the day and there are a lot of containers left. I decided on a red container of yogurt mixed with a purple container filled with strawberries and pineapple. It was delish, but I could feel it then - I just didn't want anymore food. Now, I know I am supposed to fuel up with all of the different kinds of food, but I just didn't foresee myself eating anything else.

     The air outside wasn't oppressively humid, so I decided to jump in the pool. It was slightly easier to get in, but still seriously difficult. Once in though, I tried stretching my legs and walking around a bit. My legs were feeling a bit better - until I tried to get out. Once my right foot was on the bottom rung of the latter - the quads started yelling again. I expended way more energy than I should have to climb down, do I decided to sunbathe to calm my aching muscles.  At about 4pm, I forced myself to have a salad with all my veggies. Mind you, 4 pm is usually when I want to eat dinner - and I still had two reds left, a purple, a yellow, a blue, and an orange.

     DBF wanted pasta with meat sauce the night before, but since I had already consumed most of my containers for the day he had settled on a salmon burger and saved the sauce for tonight. So I waited for him to get home. It wasn't done cooking until about 7:30. I had the pasta as my last yellow with some meat sauce which I supposed would count for a red (?) but it really would not have filled the container and I'll say the light coating of red could be considered 1/4 of a purple. I'm not going to sweat skipping the last few containers.

     Now, I really didn't even want the pasta and could've skipped it, but I didn't want to hurt DBF's feelings, as he skipped having it the day before simply because I told him I had already eaten. But here's the strange part: I wasn't hungry - at all- but I felt like I could have had a second bowl of pasta! It was really, really delicious (my BF is an excellent chef). Thankfully, I had the willpower to resist, but it would've been so easy to go back.

     I did recognize an interesting phenomenon, however: DBF offers me food all the time. Even after I have articulated that I am not hungry, or full, or don't want any.  Less than 5 minutes after I told him I wasn't really hungry but had saved my last yellow container for having pasta with him, he offered me a chicken and cheese burrito while he was cooking!