Wednesday, September 10, 2008
I just can't keep cheese in the house. Laughing Cow light, yeah, that's OK because I'm not tempted to eat that straight out of my hand, and if I do, one 35-calorie wedge is plenty. But when I went to Sam's to buy my supply of Laughing Cow, I picked up a bag of Cabot's 50% cheese. They come in individually wrapped one-ounce chunks, and it's 50% fat, so I figure it can't be that bad, right? Well, last night, and the night before, I ate normal meals all day, stayed within my calorie counts and all, and was great. Until bedtime. Then I get this urge to hit the fridge, grab a couple of hunks of cheese, and eat them while I read for awhile. Bad idea. It put me over my calorie range, and really wasn't anything I needed. My worries about calcium earlier aren't a problem because I added fortified soy milk to breakfast as well as a calcium supplement. Of course, I used the calcium thing as an excuse to buy the cheese in the first place. I wonder if I'm strong enough to actually throw the stuff out? Is there anyone I can give it to?