I started getting ready for work. No time for a shower…God I feel like crap. What’s wrong with me? I feel like I’m high…floaty. I know yesterday I went on that long walk without any water and got an awful headache from it. But I drank a ton of water when I get home and took a nap. This made me feel a lot better. So why do I still feel so awful today? I go to zip up my boots.
They won’t zip.
And I mean they REALLY won’t zip.
I’m not talking about all of a sudden its a little tight around my calves. I mean there’s a good inch of space where my boots won’t fit around my gigantic legs. What the fuck? 3 days ago I had no problems with these boots. Today it would take a miracle to squeeze my fat cankles into these things.
My disorder kicks in and I freak out for a split second.
Then I remembered my walking fiasco yesterday. I got majorly dehydrated. Of course. I’m retaining water.
I still can’t zip up my boots though…going to have to wear my trainers to work and hope nobody cares…
Oh how I felt like a fat cow. Yet I realize I’m not. I realize everything is fine and this is just an isolated incident. My boots will fit me tomorrow. My waist is still a 26.5, it’s been that for months now. It’s nothing more than water. But my reaction scared me at first. I started thinking about not eating dinner at work that night. And that maybe I ought to start watching what I eat again (which for me means restricting). Then I remembered that I’ve been fine. My eating has not been terrible. I have not binged. I have only had a few snacks (those Tagalongs for example) and don’t eat those on a daily basis. I’ve been walking to work and the store. I haven’t been to the gym, but I’ve certainly been burning plenty of calories.
Those were some scary moments though and I did not like them one bit.
Here I wanted to show not only my breakfast (just a bowl of cereal, I’ve got too much work to do before going into my retail job later to fuck around with breakfast) but also the adorable closet that I am typing to you in. That’s right, the tiny little office you see above is actually a closet in my living room. Complete with a window (which I get an open connection from), shelves already built into the walls and the only chair I own (I have to drag it back and forth between my work table and my “office”), I have a beautiful little setup to do my Interneting on! (Note the cupcakes on my Firefox persona…yep, I think about food alllll the time!) I hope you enjoy the pictures!
Creamy Tomato Rice Soup
As I am out of bread and chicken/beef stock, a tomato-based soup was all I could make. I LOVE tomato rice soup. I had to doctor this up a bit because it’s just what I do!
1 cup Crushed Tomatoes (canned)
1 cup Milk
1/2 cup Water
1/3 cup uncooked White Rice
Fresh chopped Rosemary, about 1 t
That chicken seasoning again…I really need to buy some basil and oregano…
Shredded Monterrey Jack cheese, I don’t remember how much
1/2 T Butter
Fresh ground Pepper
Heat tomatoes, milk and water to a simmer. Add seasonings, cheese and butter. Add rice, cover and cook for 15 minutes or until the rice is tender. Yum yum yum yum!!!!!!!!!! Definitely the best tomato rice I’ve made yet! Maybe you ought to go buy this chicken seasoning, I think it’s Kroger brand.
I went to work broken-hearted about the boots. I walked there. It’s not far, about a 25 minute walk, 2 miles. At work I decided I cannot let that get me down. It’s not me, its the water retiention. I’m not fat. I’m not ugly. I’m exactly the same. I should not punish myself by not eating. I have a bowl of broccoli cheese soup. I could have had the low fat chicken noodle, but I didn’t want it. I wanted the broccoli. So I had it. And felt good.
I even had my usual ice cream when I came home.
The next morning I fit into my boots.
Everything is fine.
Exercise: 4 mile walk