Rules: Decide what you're eating the night before and pack it. Write out all calories. Stick to the plan. Be active in some way everyday. Write out feelings about food. Respect yourself. Repeat.
Day 1 Plan, starting Jan. 7, 2010:
Current Weight: No idea, too scared to weigh myself after returning from Michigan for the holidays. Will possibly weigh myself tomorrow at the gym pending that there are no large breasted old ladies with their bubbies hanging out in the locker room. It freaks me out to have old lady bubbies in my face.
Breakfast:
Banana
105 cal/0 fat/27 carb/3g fiber/14g sugar/1g protein
Coffee + creamer and sweet n’low
40 cal
Lunch:
Serving of lentil soup
300 cal
Falafel burger sans bun + veggie cheese
230/11g fat/25g carb/6g fiber/10g protein
Snack
Two rice cakes with jam
140/0g fat/15g carb/2g fiber/2g protein + 50 cal jam
Dinner:
Falafel burger + bun + veggy cheese
Falafel burger
230/11g fat/25g carb/6g fiber/10g protein
Bun
160/2g fat/32g carb/6g fiber/4g protein
Daily totals:
1285 calories (+- 75)/25g fat/150 carbs/54 g fiber/37 g protein
tomorrow night after work/working out: pickup mozzarella cheese sticks and apples for alternative snacks
Modifications: + 2 70 calorie string cheeses = 140 calories
+ 3 rice cakes + jam = 125 calories. 1285 + 140 + 125= 1550 (+1 skinny vanilla latte at 120 cal)
1550 + 120=1770 calories.
I'm starting to think that a 1500 calorie diet is much more ideal for being active around NYC. Surprisingly, I started to realize how much I had been overeating. I think this is going to become a trend. I'm not even thinking about what I'm putting in my body. I noticed that the times my cravings were the worst was immediately upon getting home. I had that feeling like I wanted to stuff myself and then go to sleep. I've realized that when I feel overly full I feel safe. In an odd way, it makes me feel like I'm hiding. This whole process feels like me peeking through a curtain to the other side where hundreds sit wondering if I'll have the courage to just step out and let everyone see me for me. I'm trying.