Right, so strange things have happened and the heat has hit. I still have my Starbucks habit and I still eat out more often than I should.
On the plus side, I haven't strayed from rationing (apart from struggling with portions when I go out) and I've still somehow lost 3 lbs. I've even got collarbones again! I nearly woke David up squealing about that.
This week meat rationing started and I'm going with the historical definition of meat: beef, pork (besides bacon/ham), lamb/mutton, and pretty much everything not a bird. Admittedly it's me being sneaky so I can have chicken and other meat in the same week. The calculations I did point to about 2.5 lbs of meat, which is still more than I usually eat in a week. It doesn't sound like that much of a hardship and so far this week it hasn't been but I'll wait to take judgment.
A few days ago, David almost made me regret this. He made pinch buns with pork belly and some sliced zucchini. Gods it smelled good... Except that pork belly is basically bacon and like hell will I give up three days of actual bacon for one night of pinch buns. The man had the gall to laugh at me for it.
Lately I've been getting cravings for chicken, bacon, and tuna. So, protein? It makes sense since beans temporarily sate that want. What feels weird about it is that I never really ate much meat in the first place. Might also be something about the lack of processed foods but I won't pretend to know for sure.
Speaking of processed food, I've been taking advantage of the timeline I adopted. Yep, that means a tin of tuna or two of veg/soup/beans/whatever as long as it doesn't have meat, per week for me. This week it was a tin of beans and one of tomato soup, which I combined with potatoes, carrots, and some rice beans for more of the soup I made up in week one.
I also decided that I don't want to live without some kind of dressing. To that end I sacrificed some milk and gladly put in about a cup of the milk to make some ranch. Whether ranch existed back then, I'm not exactly sure, and I'm not sure if I care. It keeps to the rations and that's the part that matters here. Some of the dressing got put on a salad I had with half a bacon sandwich around three this morning.
At eight a bowl of the bean soup went into my stomach.
Now I'm looking at another bowl of salad, maybe with a plum or apple for lunch. I'll update again later about dinner since it's only noon right now. I just wanted to put in that I'm not dead or giving up on this.
On the plus side, I haven't strayed from rationing (apart from struggling with portions when I go out) and I've still somehow lost 3 lbs. I've even got collarbones again! I nearly woke David up squealing about that.
This week meat rationing started and I'm going with the historical definition of meat: beef, pork (besides bacon/ham), lamb/mutton, and pretty much everything not a bird. Admittedly it's me being sneaky so I can have chicken and other meat in the same week. The calculations I did point to about 2.5 lbs of meat, which is still more than I usually eat in a week. It doesn't sound like that much of a hardship and so far this week it hasn't been but I'll wait to take judgment.
A few days ago, David almost made me regret this. He made pinch buns with pork belly and some sliced zucchini. Gods it smelled good... Except that pork belly is basically bacon and like hell will I give up three days of actual bacon for one night of pinch buns. The man had the gall to laugh at me for it.
Lately I've been getting cravings for chicken, bacon, and tuna. So, protein? It makes sense since beans temporarily sate that want. What feels weird about it is that I never really ate much meat in the first place. Might also be something about the lack of processed foods but I won't pretend to know for sure.
Speaking of processed food, I've been taking advantage of the timeline I adopted. Yep, that means a tin of tuna or two of veg/soup/beans/whatever as long as it doesn't have meat, per week for me. This week it was a tin of beans and one of tomato soup, which I combined with potatoes, carrots, and some rice beans for more of the soup I made up in week one.
I also decided that I don't want to live without some kind of dressing. To that end I sacrificed some milk and gladly put in about a cup of the milk to make some ranch. Whether ranch existed back then, I'm not exactly sure, and I'm not sure if I care. It keeps to the rations and that's the part that matters here. Some of the dressing got put on a salad I had with half a bacon sandwich around three this morning.
At eight a bowl of the bean soup went into my stomach.
Now I'm looking at another bowl of salad, maybe with a plum or apple for lunch. I'll update again later about dinner since it's only noon right now. I just wanted to put in that I'm not dead or giving up on this.
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