Middlest had her second Down Day yesterday, and seems to have got through it pretty easily. We were at an awards ceremony(Outstanding Senior English Student of the Year!)with cake, and she brought home a piece to have it today. Noshed on raw vegetables, and some dried nori, but that was about it. She and I agree that it is easier/better not to tell people you are doing it because if they hear you are 'fasting' they freak out and think you have an eating disorder. Honey can get away with it, since people rarely think of eating disorders and men together.
I started an ADF support thread over here at MDA because lowcarbfriends can be a little(LOT) CW, but I'm not finding it as cozy as I thought it would be. Maybe the plan just doesn't lend itself to a bunch of chat. After all, what can you say, past, 'Ate normally today. Didn't eat much today.'? Most of the talking points are emotional, I suppose. See eating disorder above. I guess I prefer to be emotional here in my journal, rather than on a thread where the type of people is undetermined. Here at least, it is people who like or are interested in me.
And, I confess, I'm tired of potato hack talk! When I first discovered low carb, it was a revelation to me, how much potatoes could affect my blood sugar levels and mood. I ate them almost every day of my life, growing up. No wonder! Now I have them a couple times per year, as a special treat, in my family's potato salad recipe. I don't want to hear about people eating three pounds of them, day after day!
Guess I am just turning into an old grump.
Here's how yesterday went:
Up at 5:30
6:15 bratwurst, roasted root vegetables, red cabbage
11:30 sashimi, rice, seaweed salad, creme brulee
4:00 chocolate chips and dates, 2 slices of swiss cheese
5:00 bratwurst and roasted root vegetables
Water: 9 glasses
Bed at 9:30
Too much driving on the books for tonight, and Honey irked me a bit yesterday with something that was probably just thoughtless blathering, but I took as selfishness. Need to get over it, but one of my flaws is that I hold a grudge. It does not help that essentially the same situation, only more so, will be playing itself out this evening. Fingers crossed that I behave like a grownup, and not a five year old in a snit.
I can feel the emotional desire to eat building up. After dropping off Middlest and Friend this morning, my first thoughts on pulling into the driveway were, what can I eat when I get inside! One, I'm not hungry. Two, it is a Down Day. Three, I'm NOT HUNGRY!
So, I decided to get on the internet and do some bitching to satisfy the emotional need, whatever it is. (Probably want someone to say, 'Poor you, let me give you a back rub[does not help that I tweaked my back this morning, and am moving cautiously, afraid it is going to hit me with a stabbing pain. I MUST start doing yoga again!] and make you a grilled cheese sandwich. And some tomato soup.' Goodness, that sounds great! One of my comfort meals when I was a kid, ahem, also when I was a grown-up.)
I think I'll do some tv watching and knitting when Littlest gets off to schoo-- shoot, just thought of something I must do before I kick back. Grrr. Okay, when THAT is done I'll relax. I'm coming up on the last three episodes of Fringe/Season 4, and it is BLOWING MY MIND!
I have been eating too much chocolate lately. I need to cut it out for a day. It should be tomorrow, but we'll see. Some day soon in any case.
Okay, I'm going to go print out those pages I need to critique, before doing anything fun. Talk about girding loins!