Called Out...

My friend C.J. called me this afternoon and we chatted about a number of things.  Then she asked me how the food situation was going. 

She said she had given some thought as to what would be the most difficult thing for her on an adventure like this, and she decided it was the food situation.  Besides the fact that she loves her weekly yoga class, so could only travel three days away, then back three days in order to make the next week!

 

So she wanted to know how the kitchen setup was working, and how my Nutribullet program was going.  I replied,  "so you are calling me out, huh?"  Well, I admitted, not so good.  I haven’t been in places where it feels comfortable to open up the kitchen, and in fact I felt myself actually staying away from that whole deal  because I have to unlock my bicycle each time I want to open the back doors.  I don't have to move my bicycle, but I have to unlock it from the spare tire rack on the other door.  It was kinda a pain, and I wasn’t doing it.  So mostly I had been eating take out.  But I was only eating once a day.  Which I know is not good for me, and I am probably eating three days worth of calories in one sitting… like the Pacific Cod Fishburger I had at A&W the other day, along with fries and a medium root beer float.  That was all about 2500 calories for sure! 

And even though I had purchased food for the Nutribullet, I didn’t feel like I was in a place where I could walk over to a sink or spigot and rinse out the cup.  If I were in a campground, no problem.  But in a parking lot, a little more difficult.

So, no, I am doing very badly with my eating and have probably gained weight in the last three weeks rather than lost any.  Woe to me, and shame on me!  I have got to get over my anxieties about this and figure some stuff out.

And seriously, you know you are eating way too much take-out food when your trash fills up quickly with cups and containers.

:)