This morning’s run was great. I’m really digging this whole “run outside” thing now. It’s so much more relaxing than running on a treadmill (even though it feels much harder). I actually heard birds chirping and ducks quacking as I ran by the lake. After, I stopped by my apartment, ate half of a banana, and then walked the same route I ran.
Next was the summer move-out. Lugging out all my crapthings from my apartment was exhausting- but I’m glad it’s all behind me..
Afterwards, I took my dad out to his favorite buffet in exchange for his help.Now usually, this is what would happen: I’d go get a big salad, douse it with Thousand Island dressing, and then go get slices of pizza, garlic bread, and muffins. Then repeat the last three steps two or three times. Ending with a bowl of ice cream and caramel.It makes me nauseous just thinking about it.This time, however, I tried a new technique. I call it the: “Bring the buffet to your table” technique.
I got a healthier salad with no dressing and actual veggies on it. A small baked sweet potato, some veggie soup, grapes, and a small piece of wheat bread. Did I eat it all? Heck no! I ate the parts of the salad that I liked, a nibble from the soup that I hated, the grapes, and the sweet potato. Then I realized that apart from the beans on my salad, I lacked protein, so I got some chicken noodle soup (with big chunks of chicken) drained the broth with the ladle and brought back maybe 3 chunks of chicken. I ate that with the crust from the bread.
I was full, satisfied, and got to enjoy my dad’s company, without having to walk back and forth. I think you’re more likely to eat more when you walk back to the buffet bar, especially when they take your tray/plates away as you eat. :)