Shrimp Salad with Dill

K's turn to bring lunch today. It was so delicious that I commented, "I want to eat this slow, so it doesn't go away!"

I Did Not!

Slutty brownies. No!

Weekend Fast Food

Meals fell between running back and forth to the hospital twice, one trip to the nursing home, some necessary errands, and a 90-minute retreat in a nail spa. I kept junk food at bay, but it was still sort of junk food.

Taco truck: Steak burrito. Cheese, onion, lettuce, tomato, cilantro. I opened that burrito up and shoveled every bit of the stuffing out of it. Tossed the tortilla.

Windy City Express: I brought home a triple gyro to split. He got full custody of the fries and pitas. I tossed a spinach salad together (all veggies prepared ahead of time, it only took a few minutes to throw it all into a bowl), and added the lamb meat to the salad, with the cucumber tzatiki as dressing.

According to the SB app, I had calories left at the end of the day, but I maxed out my total fats, saturated fats, and cholesterol.

So, good but bad. If I'm in this to just to lose weight, I guess I'm still on track. Calories in, calories out.

But, if I want to get healthy while I'm at it...maybe next time I'll order the chicken burrito.

And then, a less graceful squeak-by...

A couple more hours in the hospital tonight, where we learned that MIL will have a second surgery tomorrow. I left the hospital at 7 to run a few errands, and by 8:30 was ready to chew my own arm off. My poor fella was still in the hospital, feeding his mama, and I knew I was going to at least offer to take a meal back to him. What was I going to do for myself, then?

I ended up pulling into burger king and ordering a cheeseburger at the drive thru. I tossed the bun and ate the burger, while I was driving down the road, like it was a chocolate chip cookie.

Not glamourous, but it got me home to a spinach salad.

Ya gotta do what ya gotta do.

There Ought to be a Medal...

...for powering through the tough meals. Not just for getting through the day, but for holding it together in the face of hunger and exhaustion and stress. We need to make one. A traveling Diet Trophy, and we get to hold on to it until the next diet buddy conquers a tough meal.

Right now I nominate me, and I don't even care if someone else wins it away from me tomorrow morning.

In a nutshell, 5 hours of hospital waiting rooms tonight, we left at 9 pm. I was starving and tired, and stressed out from all of the poor patients around me moaning in agony. If I was a nurse, I'd just toss everyone pain pills like they were dog treats.

We ended up schlepping to El Toro when we left the hospital. Initially I wanted the hottest, cheesiest, corniest, beaniest, riciest trough of food they could serve me, and a cold beer didn't sound that bad either.

But no.

I pushed the chips across the table when they were set in front of me. Ordered pollo asado, black beans, hold the rice, skip the tortillas. And water with lemon, please. And of course, it was good, and I was satisfied when I left.

One more basket of chips resisted though. Trophy Please!

We really have to make that trophy. Who's gonna take it away from me?

Diet Quote du jour

"I can't concentrate today. All I can think about is my cheese stick."

Steak n Shake Lunch

Tossed bun and croutons. And yes, I was still hungry when I left. But I did it!