Now I remember how I gained this weight...
Sunday, September 21, 2008
I was thinking the other day, "How did I ever get this heavy? I *like* healthy food. What happened to me that I started eating junk?"
Today, I remembered that it's not necessarily "junk" that's the problem, it's that I love a real variety of food, including some very very fattening versions of basically healthy stuff.
I gave in to the temptation offered by the skinny DH this afternoon. He said he wanted vegetables. I offered him broccoli slaw, stir fry, cucumbers, green beans, salad, or his choice from the freezer...no, he wanted to go to The Farmer's Daughter.
The Farmer's Daughter is everything you can imagine about Southern cooking. It's a family style restaurant. That means they bring out plates with your choice of two meats (and every single choice is fried) and bowls filled with side dishes--that they'll refill as much as you want. Sides today were: cornbread salad, fried zucchini, cole slaw, tomato slices, pinto beans (cooked with fatback), mashed potatoes, brown gravy, sweet and sour cucumbers, apple salad (with I couldn't tell what-all sweet stuff in it, including marshmallows), carrot casserole, cole slaw, and cooked cabbage...that might be all.
We chose fried shrimp and fried chicken. I had one leg and some shrimp. And, yes, I ate the cabbage and tomato slice. But then...I had to have at least a taste of almost all the sides. Oh, and a piece of cornbread, with butter. I tried to stop when I was full, but the apple salad was my downfall--it was so cinamony. Then they brought dessert--key lime pie. Of that, I only had a bite or two. Then I went back to that apple salad and ate the whole bowl (about a cup, I think).
Probably enough points for the whole month, and I have no idea how to figure half of it. What's in cornbread salad, anyway?
I'm not beating myself up--just confessing. Weirdly enough this meal was worth it to me. I'll eat healthy and exercise the rest of the week, and this bump up in my calorie intake may just remind my body that I don't starve it! This wasn't like eating a bag of chips because I feel bad about myself. This really was overeating because the food was tasty, and somehow, I feel like doing that for good Southern cooking once every few months is OK. It's not what I normally eat, and it doesn't mean I'm "off the wagon." It just means that I had one big meal. Then I move on.
Tonight, I'll eat a steamed veggie-only meal, maybe with some shirataki, if I'm particularly hungry. Tomorrow, I start the attempt at cutting my sodium intake. That will be an adventure in itself.