Day the Fourth
October 28, 2009
{Written by Jeremy}
So, I’m still hungry. However, those hunger pains mean that my body is burning away fat! And that, is a good thing. Still, I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I dream of bad bad food. I think that’s why I’ve been drooling more in my sleep lately.
Today, however, was a good day. Started off the morning with Emily and I having a lengthy debate over what I should have for breakfast. She had decided on pancakes (a proper portion, of course), while I was really not into the whole pancake scene when I got out of bed this morning. I was more interested in some oatmeal, eggs and toast. After a whispered “discussion” (since her housemates were asleep) we decided that she would have pancakes and I would have some oatmeal and toast, since adding eggs to that combo would make my breakfast pretty hefty in calorie count. I went off to class, and she prepared for her full day of school (Tuesdays and Thursdays are Emily’s busy days). After I got back from my class, I did some work, wrote a response paper on James Scott’s book Seeing Like a State, which was interesting, and eventually made myself a tuna sandwich on toasted wheat bread (“or wheat toast”, says Emily).
Now I’ll be the first to say, I hate wheat bread. However, the wheat bread that Emily got from Trader Joe’s last week is pretty darn good (and 5 grams of fiber per slice! As a holy cow would say: “Moolelujah”). It’s especially good toasted. So, I’ll be drifting away from my standard Wonder/cheap store brand/”only picky 5 year olds eat it” white bread and moving towards a hearty wheat bread full of all sorts of good stuff for me (so they tell me…). It only took Emily three years to convert me.
Another unfortunate side effect of our new lifestyle/my hunger is that Emily thinks that there is some animal hiding in her room because my stomach is constantly groaning. It’s as if it’s asking me where the rest of the food is, and why I stopped eating properly. I think the conversation would be something like this:
Me: Hey stomach, what’s up?
Stomach: Oh not much…hey are you doing ok? You need to borrow some money or something?
Me: No, why?
Stomach: Well, it’s just you haven’t been eating enough lately…I mean you’re eating like, 600 calories in a meal, tops. I’m used to 1500-2000 calories in one sitting! You sure you’re ok?
Me: Uh, yeah…about that. Things are going to change around here, I’ve decided to streamline Jeremy Inc. and that means you need to be more efficient and I need to micromanage around here.
Stomach: I’m getting laid off?
Me: No, just reduced pay.
Stomach: Dammit…
As for Emily’s adventures today, she packed a snack for herself. Similar to the one that I brought to class yesterday. *gasp* I am just now learning that her snack pack included some cat cookies (a Trader Joe’s delicacy). The fiend, sneaking off with those sweets. Then again, I must confess that yesterday I ate a 3 musketeers (lite) bar. Sins were committed all around. Emily insists I tell you that the cat cookies “are not that bad” (~8 calories per cookie). Please note I am writing this under duress.
For dinner I made spaghetti for Emily and I. Started off with a pound of (80/20) ground beef, a green bell pepper and half of an onion. I chopped the pepper and the onion, cooked up the meat, sauteed the vegetables and mixed it all in with some good ol’ Prego sauce (of the “heart healthy” variety). Normally we’d make spaghetti from scratch, but we didn’t have the time today because…
Tonight was “The Biggest Loser” night as well. A very powerful episode to watch, as I didn’t know Abby’s backstory to this point and Shay’s recollection of her childhood left me with my mouth on the floor in shock. It’s a very inspirational series, and let me also say that Tracey is friggin’ NUTS! While watching “The Biggest Loser” Emily saw a commercial for the new “The Biggest Loser” Wii game that has all sorts of exercises and activities and she just fell in love with it. I’m planning on buying Emily a Wii for our anniversary since she told me she really wants to get Wii fit so she can exercise at home in her apartment. She’s not really big on going to the gym…
And that’s exactly where we’re going tomorrow! Yay! First gym trip! I love the gym, personally. I feel like I accomplish a lot whenever I go and I like using the weight machines and riding the bikes there etc. I’m hoping that since we’re going together we will be good coaches and trainers for each other and really push ourselves (like we did before for a brief period of time) so that we can hit our goal.
Anyways, it’s late and we have a (somewhat) long day ahead of us.
Still losing more than our minds,
J&E
