So …
Let’s not downward spiral here.
Last Tuesday thru Thursday was a bit screwed up. There were so many left-overs in the house that I had to adjust my meal plan, and then I didn’t adjust parts of it in my spreadsheet, but ate things over different days. But somehow I either lost track or got ahead of myself and got to the point where I had a lunch in the sheet for Friday but apparently had already eaten my meals by Thursday night.
Then Friday happened. It started out okay, going into work since we were picking up the bf’s mom at the airport late afternoon and go to a Passover seder (סדר פסח) which I had zero desire to go to. Of course, Friday is “¾-Hour Science Doughnut Time” at work, where they supply doughnuts and bagels and discuss field-relevant science stories of the week. I have no control, unfortunately, and three doughnuts later it was noon. Then it was off to Costco and I got their tortellini pasta salad, which I ate then thru today (except the salami and olives and cherry tomatoes), only looking up nutrition guesstimates tonight.
And then, en route to pick up my pseudo-mother-in-law (PMIL), we got a call from the person who cleans our house, asking us if we were evacuated. Apparently, a fire had sprung up two miles from the house. So I’m driving, anxious as all heck, and the bf is frantically calling neighbors to figure things out while looking at the news reports and online evacuation maps. I convince him to not go to סדר פסח but to drop off the dessert and wine, pick up his mom, and get to the house in case we needed to evacuate. Driving through Boulder we get the latest update that they now have the road closed off – the only road – to where we live. I bypass the grocery store and get to town and get to that roadblock and after explaining we live not in the evacuation zone but just past it, and showing ID, we get through, home after being out for 10 hours, with the PMIL, and groceries, and happy to see our cats. With smoke and visible flames on the hill across from us. Driving home along the road I had walked just five days earlier was like smelling an open fireplace.
Fortunately, they got things contained to 30% by morning, that 30% being between us and the fire. Today, two days later, it’s 85% contained and no structures were damaged, no injuries nor loss of life reported. So … yeah.
We were comfortable enough that they were not going to shut us out and evacuate us that by Saturday, we stuck with our original plans: We packed food in the car, and then I got the wondrous joy of driving the two hours to Colorado Springs to take the PMIL to the Garden of the Gods park and then the ANA [American Numismatic Association] Money Museum. And then drive back while everyone else slept. I did okay with decreased snacking, but with the pasta salad included, and the 2 oz of Doritos®, I was well over my calories for the day (and previous day). I also made pad kee mao for dinner (ผัดขี้เมา; had planned on it), and knowing that the last two times I had my left-overs the same night, I had my lunch (Korean fire chicken; 불닭) just before making it so I’d be full.
Today I had the left-over Thai food for lunch and made a very low-carb, high-protein dinner to try to make up for things. But, I also made a Dutch baby pancake for us to split for breakfast … I hadn’t run the nutrition stats on that until an hour ago, and apparently a third of it is 360 calories with a third of my fat and a quarter of my carbs for the day. So yet again, I was well over on calories, fat, and carbs.
I think the last few days are yet again another demonstration that: I cannot be trusted to “wing it” on food. If I’m going to eat something >≈100 calories that is not on my plan, I have to put it in there first to see how it will affect things. I simply will over-eat.
To give you some numbers: Thursday calories were 1493 of the 1620 goal, but Friday was 3027, and Saturday 2800, and today was 1941. Today, the Dutch baby pancake was what put me over, but if I had put it into my form at the beginning of the day, then I still could have come in at my goal by not doing the other, more minor (but adds up!!) snacking.
So … a week isn’t going to kill me. I still feel motivated (in theory, at night when writing this), but the implementation part is still killing me.
Of course, this is also to say nothing of exercise this past week. Which, due to extremely high winds (>40 mph most days for most of the daylight hours), I didn’t do much of any walking. Meanwhile, I got back to working (as noted in previous posts), and to finish what I wanted to that day, I was working late nights and so didn’t do much of any weights or core exercises. So, that was also shot.
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