“I was taught to strive not because there were any guarantees of success, but because the act of striving is in itself the only way to keep faith with life.”
— Madeleine Albright, secretary of state
Did not exercise in the am. Woke at 3:30 – was wide awake, so I got up.
Had my ritual coffee about 4:30.
Near 9am I had on hard-boiled egg with some Swiss cheese.
There was a breakfast for the company paid for by one of the teams – I went and checked it out – bagels and sticky buns. There was cream cheese – if I felt like getting out a spoon, I could have had something.
I didn’t bother.
“Nothing for the low carb guy.” I said to no one in particular.
“Oh, go ahead, spring for it” Said one of my coworkers.”
“The button on my pants is going to spring across the room if I eat this stuff. Thanks for being an enabler. Why don’t you find an AA meeting and help out there?”
I was hungry again today. Still feeling run down. Finished up the other egg, the remaining cheese, and the broiled Italian sausages I brought in.
Still hungry in the afternoon, I went to look at the pastries still in the kitchen. Didn’t have any. Instead, I went back and has the beat up Atkins bar I had in my bag.
The hunger did not lessen throughout the day – no sign of any appetite-lessening from the Irvingia.
When I got home, I had more of the sausages, a *lot* of mineral water on ice with a little Crystal Light lemonade mix in it.
I also cheated with a slice of regular bread, some M&Ms, some, clementines with my daughter, and some pasta.
This was a more intentional sort of cheat – sort of: I need a break from low carb for an hour or so. There wasn’t a lot of mental drama nor animal-like hunger here – it was just a break, nothing more.
Not good for the scale, which read 209.8 – all that liquid and all those carbs adding up to some awesome water weight gain.
Tomorrow’s another day.