I woke up feeling a bit tired this morning; but I imagine it's because I went to bed kinda late. I was also a little bit hungry, but I decided to wait until lunch time to help better ration my meals. The roommates and I were having people over at the house tonight for a boxing match on tv, so I spent the morning cleaning.
I ate lunch around 11:30 and had the rest of this eggplant/tomato pasta that I had snagged earlier in the week, as well as an apple and some orange juice. I thought it'd be more filling than it actually was.
I really enjoy cooking a lot, so I thought I'd make a couple things for later tonight. But since I couldn't season anything to taste like I normally do, I had to rely on the taste pallets of my friends. I went to three different grocery stores to pick up everything that I needed; and each grocery store was more tempting to cave in than the next. The worse was whole foods though. On the weekends, they set up a barbecue area just out front of the store, and as I was walking by my mouth immediately began salivating.
I got home around 4:30ish and began prepping things for tonight. By now I was hungry again, and I had to really force myself to not sneak a taste of anything. I ended up making beer-battered chipotle fish tacos with cabbage, cheddar, monterey jack and a choice of guacamole, white sauce or a papaya-mango salsa to go on top. I also made a spinach salad topped with hearts of palm, sugar roasted pignoles, avocados and strawberries with a vinaigrette dressing. I also made some extra guacamole for chips on the side.
Having to rely on other people for taste was a new experience for me in the kitchen. It was an unexpected, yet valuable lesson in trust. I have to admit I really wanted to have a taste just to be sure everything was satisfactory. But I didn't, and in the end everything turned out just fine.
People also brought over hot dogs, sausages and burgers for the grill as well as beer and chips to go with it. But my dinner consisted of a single beer and a granola bar that I had taken from the office earlier in the week.
As the night went on, I was quickly becoming more and more exhausted for some reason. I was even dozing off during the fight which never happens! I don't think anyone noticed though. After the match was over, fight night turned into house party tonight. But I again couldn't get myself into the vibe of things. I was just super tired and my stomach was growling constantly at this point. Eventually I just snuck up to my room to quickly write this blog and then go to bed. I only made it through the first paragraph though before passing out. The rest of this entry had to be finished the following morning.
Today was a rather rough one as far as "The chiat diet" goes. I was still able to make it through only eating things I've found in the office. But the constant temptation throughout the day was pretty overwhelming.
Today's Weight: 168 lbs (-4.4 lbs from initial weigh in.)