This morning I forgot to grab an Atkins bar when I got out of the car to go to work, and said to hell with it – I’ll skip having it first thing in the morning.
I drank (chugged) my 50 oz of water, and drank way too much coffee.
By lunch I was way hungry, and food boredom had set in, I think. I didn’t want my mock potato salad, so I took a ride to Kings.
In my area of the country, Kings is a high-end grocery store that I resent because it is way over-priced. It does sell Boar’s Head Low Sodium Bologna, which I love – and I have never seen it anywhere else.
So OK – I go to get some of this beloved low carb crap food – I know it’s not good for me, but it won’t kill the diet. While waiting for the gal at the counter to slice my meat, I notice that they have store-prepared meatloaf.
My thoughts went back to being a kid, and my Mom’s meatloaf. I think there was a comfort-food thing going through me at this point, and I noticed that they had a prepackaged 1/2 lb. hunk right next to me – and it was on sale – curious, as their ‘sales’ were small to non-existent, at least as far as I could see.
Perhaps the global financial meltdown was impacting them? Whatever the reason, I went for it, and trudged back to work with my lunch.
Little did I know.
I had the meatloaf and about a 1/4 lb. of the bologna, and was good until later in the day when I got thirsty. I had an Atkins Shake about then.
That held me over until I got home about 7:30. I checked – yep, still in ketosis – good. Then, like the night before, I ate heavily.
I figured that it would be good for me to have a salad to get my veggies.
Then I said to Hell with that.
First, I had 2 pickle halves with american cheese and mayo on them.
Next up, 2 slices of The Baker Low Carb Bread – 5 grams net carbs each – I had them as toast – one with butter and one with cream cheese and Walden Farms Zero Calorie jelly.
I finished this off with 3 fried eggs, which I hadn’t had in a while – and thoroughly enjoyed.
Actually, I enjoyed all of it – it had been 10 days since I had bread and I love The Baker products – not only is the product low carb, the ingredients don’t read like a manifest for a chemical factory.
Then the fireworks began.
I accuse the discounted meatloaf for what happened next: a severe case of the ‘trots’, to put it delicately. After about the 4th run to the john, my daughter asked: “Daddy, why do you keep going to the bathroom?”
After about the 10th visit, the meatloaf had run it’s course, and the rumbling in my stomach, that sounded like distant thunder and held the same foreboding for the violence to soon come, subsided.
Oddly, leftover french fries, cookies, and chicken nuggets still tempted me at this point, but I ignored their cries.
Really tired at this point, and my 2 daughters both asleep on the couch, I nodded off as well, and when my wife came home from a meeting, we all went up to bed.
This morning’s weight is exactly the same as yesterday’s: 205.4 still down 8.6 lbs. from the start.
I’m 1/3 the way through my 30-day commitment, and an 8 lb. loss is OK if I take the long perspective, though of course, a 2-day stall is frustrating.