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Feeling mentally weak

So, I feel like I have two blog posts in me today. I NEED to write one now, and one later, since they are on two different subjects.

So today, I have drank all my water, I exercised for 30 mins, I didn't nap, I worked on my book, I have been on plan. Overall a great, healthy productive day. But mentally, it's been a challenge.

I can't seem to get food off my mind.

I exercised and then right after watched an episode of Heavy, and I was thinking about dinner being SO far away (probably only two hours from now.) the entire time and it's all I can think of right now. I'm not particularly hungry, I'm just feeling unhinged by food thoughts today and need to write it out.

So today this is what I've had to eat so far:

breakfast: 2 slices of half inch thick homemade gluten free cinnamon raisin bread with 1 serving of thinnly spread jam.

Snack: salad with lots of veggies and a bit of dressing

Lunch: Rotisserie style tofu soup with a little bit of rice and tons of veggies (leftovers)

Snack: One very thin slice of bread off the end when it was just finished baking.

Dinner: Grilled cheese made with two half inch thick slices of multi grain gluten free bread, with Daiya

This seems like plenty of food without being a huge amount. I mean it's on plan.  Joey said maybe I'm paranoid, maybe I feel like I'm slipping up even when I'm not because I'm eating bread. It's been since November, and I guess he's right on the one hand, I'm worried that I'll freak out and eat an entire loaf or something. I used to really go crazy with it.

Today I had forgotten we had planned sandwiches for dinner, I'm making joey a vegetarian reuben, so I was going to have a grilled cheese which I've been craving for weeks, and even patiently waited for over the course of this week BECAUSE I only want to eat bread every other day. If I had remembered I was going to have a sandwich for dinner I would not have head toast for breakfast. I think I feel guilty. It's too much. I think for now on it'll be bread every other day, and only two half inch servings per day.

I would skip the bread tonight if I thought it wouldn't haunt me and I"d end up eating dinner, and then a sandwich later. I'm just having a mentally weak moment and see no need to torture myself. ha.



  1. Do you think it's mentally weak or physically weak? I was just reading a book where too many carbs (and I'm not talking about good ones) drives us to eat more because of their glycemic index. Although you did have tons of veggies at lunch. Perhaps a little more healthy oil would have carried you through.

  2. I know about that, I don't know if it's that or not, It happened early in the day, I always eat most of my carbs early in the day so I'm burning them as the day goes on and have a more high protein lunch and dinner.

    Also, I didn't really eat more carbs than normal. I average abuot 150 a day after you subtract fiber. BUT, I did have less fiber yesterday, half what I normally eat, and I also was VERY low on protein now that I go back and check.

    I think it was most likely my macro nutrients not being in line coupled with the paranoia that the hunger caused. thanks! You made me take a second look!

  3. Thanks for posting about that over at PJ Party. Very interesting indeed. I will always look back over what I ate in a day now if I'm feeling overly hungry or thinking of food. Sometimes it's probably just head hunger, but other times perhaps we are lacking a bit here or there.

  4. I can totally relate to this post, even though today is Tuesday. I've been feeling like you since Sunday. AND, I've been craving bread like crazy. I eat it and then want more, more, more. I think Darla might be onto something about the carbs. I hope you're doing better.


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