Freezy and Easy

September 21, 2010

Day 3 – Lunch mess

Filed under: Uncategorized — Tags: , — fionagold @ 8:30 pm

Today I was meant to have Thai chicken rissoles with salad, and  custardy apples for lunch.

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The salad serve looked pretty small when I packed it into my bowl – I am a volume eater at lunch and dinner.

PROBLEM: I was invited to lunch the day before, but my friend assured me I could take my own. But it wasnt the casual cafe lunch out on the patio she mentioned – it was a sit down lunch, from a limited menu. *Cue dramatic music*

I browsed the choices – roast pork with crackling and mash, creamy chicken pasta, tikka lamb with rice and papadams, grilled eye fillet with mushroom sauce and veg, and quiche. Sounded like winter dinner to me…

I went the grilled eye fillet, thinking how great I was. My “medium-well” steak was very rare, fatty/marbled, smothered in a CREAMY mushroom sauce with a soggy slice of garlic bread, served on a huge pile of creamy mashed potato with deep fried sweet potato crisps.

The meal took 20 mins, and I was HANGRY (so hungry I was angry) so I just ate it, and planned to have my salad later. But then, as I thought we were done, my friend announced "now comes my favourite bit! Fi, you’re going to love it. Your favourite," – free dessert.

"I can resist, I have made a change in my lifestyle. I feed my body good nourishing food to energise me" I told myself. I could not. It was sticky date pudding. With butterscotch sauce. And ice-cream. And I was still hungry. And that is my favourite dessert in the world – I ALWAYS make exceptions for this dessert.

It was delicious. Overly sweet and buttery. But now, only an hour and a half later, I am in a sugar slump, forcing my eyes open.

I am full of my rich lunch, and full of regret. *Sigh* I want to blame my friend, the restaurant, even myself, for not just eating my salad. But I think I just have to let it go. All I can do is solider on and not let this extra 500 calories prompt me to think the day is ruined and binge at night, undoing the work of the past 4 days. I always forget that as I am elbow deep in chocolate ice-cream smothered with peanut butter…

A co-worker forgot her lunch so I gave her mine. She was shocked at the small portion (I kept the custard for arvo tea, it was ok, not custardy enough for me, custard guts, and saved the yogurt and bikkie for another day) I saw her eating a packet of chips 20 mins after my lunch. At least she washed the dish (and said nothing about the meal)

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