I cheated on myself this week and didn't take my lunch to work...not once, but TWICE! I feel so dirty.
I started off the week with the best intentions:
- Trader Joe's chicken tamale
- broccoli
- Brussels sprouts
- blood oranges
But the truth about this lunch is that I only ate the tamale and the oranges and passed that green stuff off to a co-worker. I could tell that this week was going to be tough. Work. Life. Weight control. My motto for EVERYTHING this week was "I'm not feelin' it."
I tried to get back into the game mid-week after I had an accident on Tuesday.
- herb turkey with light havarti cheese on a whole wheal sandwich thin
- blood oranges and kiwis
- Brussels sprouts
- broccoli
It wasn't a life threatening accident. I'm okay...I just ran into a
Pret-A-Manger. Get it? Accident? I ran into a Pret....ugh. Like I said: Not. Feeling. It.
Thursday I went off the rails. I didn't pack my lunch because I was just plain lazy. I also felt like punishing myself for spending money on Tuesday (still trying to not spend Monday to Friday) at that deliciously evil fake French cafe so I ate oatmeal that keep at my desk. Sad on SO MANY LEVELS. Trust me, I'm aware of the perils of feeling the need to "punish" myself for doing normal things. That's just one of the many things for me and my future head shrinker to work on. But, I tried to finish out the week strong with this lunch on Friday:
- kiwis
- cucumber spears with balsamic vinaigrette dipper
- Brussels sprouts
- herb turkey with light havarti cheese on Ezekiel 4:9 bread
It didn't really do it for me. I ate the sandwich first and everything seemed fine. However, ever since I had kiwi earlier in the week I had a sneaking suspicion that I am a little bit allergic to them. I got a little tongue/throat itchiness when I ate them. But it's fun to ignore those things until they turn into a full blown anaphylactic attack.
I like to walk the thinnest line. Anyway, I went in for the kiwis after my sandwich and after a couple of bites I felt nauseous and hive popped out on my face. No joke, my face is like one of turkey thermometers that come already in the turkey. When my food/skin allergies are just about ready to kill me I get a hive right on under my left eye. So, bye bye kiwi. I hardly knew thee.
Now, what the heck am I going to eat next week?