[Diet] Day 20

Breakfast: 1 egg, 1 slice Canadian bacon, 1 piece of buttered toast. 1 cup of cherry tomatoes (out of V-8). 1 cup of tea.

Snack: Cheese and triscuits.

Lunch: 2 cups lettuce, 5 or 6 cherry tomatoes, 1/2 tuna salad (tuna and enough light miracle whip to make it stick together), and 1 tbsp raspberry pomegranate viniagrette.

Snack: Iced chai soy latte.

Dinner: Grilled chicken, sticky rice, salad with jicama, carrot, and tomato. Some sort of sticky banana cake Thai recipe thing with coconut milk and chopped peanuts on top.

Snack: Mango smoothie and a pain du chocolat from Panera. Because I wanted to. Hah.

[diet] Day 21

So. Having messed up my back recently and having my entire lower back be swollen and tender, my waist measurement methods of telling what my body's been up to have been off (unless we care to believe that I had gained an inch and a half mysteriously over the weekend, which we do not). It's getting better, but I'm not convinced it's totally better yet, though the waist measurements are looking far more reasonable this morning.

In any case, I went ahead and bought a scale a couple of days ago. As of today, I'm down 2 lbs from my lowest previous weight to 202. (I believe that's down an average of 5-6 lbs from the start, but I'm sort of guessing.) Getting under 200 has been my first goal, as that would be about 25 lbs down from my heaviest. It's also somewhere between 1/2 to 1/3 of the weight I need to lose total. I have no reason to believe I won't get there in good shape. Of course, Origins and traveling might set me back a little, but there'll be plenty of walking to help me out with that. I don't think I'll see 200 before I go, but being so close does give me a little more motivation. After that, the goals go down by tens.

Oh, and I need to go to the store today. Out of bread for toast and V-8 and Canadian bacon. Oh no! :)

( The day's meals. )

It's a word meme.

So the deal is, you ask for words, and I give them to you. Then you have to explain the words.

It's all daydreamweaver's fault. She made me do it. Really.

Let me know if you'd like five words in turn via the comments below.

Singing is awesome. It's like distilled beauty. I'll sing when I'm happy, or when I'm sad, or when I just want to feel like there's something bigger than me out there. Singing is the closest I come to worship these days. If I couldn't do it anymore for some reason, it would be like losing part of myself.

I don't really believe in magic. I sort of believe in believing in magic, if that makes sense. I love the idea of it, and I think that if there were magic, it has a great deal more to do with every day life than it does weird mystical experiences or stage illusions. That said, if you're really good at magic tricks, I will happily be your captive audience until you run out of stuff to perform. :)

Love, huh? Hmm. I've got somebody in my life who keeps telling me that "love is action." That is, what you do is more important than what you say. Someone can say they love you all they want, but if the actions don't back it up, it doesn't mean anything. I get the general gist of what he's saying and I don't think he's wrong. I'm not entirely sure it's that simple, though. I like it as a rule of thumb, though. :)

Toes. Everyone's got 'em, but hardly anyone likes them. I actually like my toes, as long as I don't look at them too hard. I think they match my feet pretty well. I've seen some really ugly feet out there in the world, and mine aren't, and part of that is due to the toes. I don't polish my toenails, though. It just seems wrong.

I have two favorite colors in the world, and one of them is red. It looks great on me in a huge variety of shades, it gets attention and makes my skin look all pale and yet not dead, and it's got energy, which is why it's the color of the pillows on my couch and my living room curtains. I love red.