As mentioned about three months ago, I have a love affair with carbohydrates. Mostly I have a problem with fresh out of the oven bread and pasta. I have not touched pasta for three months up until the other day. Yes, I did succumb. It was sitting on my counter and just looked so tempting, oh, and my roommate made it for dinner. Later in the week I made a box of pasta and ate it all. I knew when making it that I probably would. I felt bad, but I was tempted and ate it. I know I should not have, but it is no use beating myself up over it. I even have a stash under my bed which is lovingly refered to as the contraband stash. This houses most of the food items which I can eat sparingly. Really, it has things like pie mixes, chocolate chips, etc. Now that I do not HAVE to eat chicken at every meal for two reasons 1. my blood work came back markedly better than expected and 2. there are other ways to get protein than just eating chicken. When I was first told that I could not have pasta it was a huge shock to the system. I LOVE pasta. It is my favorite food group. I was told that being addicted to carbs is as hard as being addicted to alcohol. Ouch. It was very hard for the first little while, especially since for the first few weeks all I was eating was chicken. I have since discovered many other ways to get protein and now it is not so much of a chore to eat chicken. I can make it when I want, stick it in the fridge and munch on it. There is some great whole wheat flat bread which I have discovered which two slices have the same amount of carbs and calories as one slice of regular bread has. Yikes. It is actually surprisingly good. Deffinatly not something to go out of my way for, but for making sandwiches or toast with cinnemon butter on it, it does its job. Also, yogurt is a great stand by. I practically live on the stuff. I eat it for breakfast and many times as an afternoon snack. It is a great way to get protein as well as calcium since I do not drink milk. I sware by soy milk, and have ever since my senior year of high school nine years ago when I discovered that my body did not like the idea of milk. I now am quite opposed to the flavor the regular milk. At the time, although not a fan of the stuff it was a bitter sweat good-bye as when I was little my sister would warm some milk up for me and bring it into me when telling me shadow stories. I love chicken tenderloins. I generally bake them frozen since I am too lazy to defrost them when there are directions right on the package of how to bake it when frozen. I will bake with different things in/on it, and there have been few times when it has not come out very well. Some of the things that I use (not necessarily all at the same time) include bell peppers in all their varieties (I like the color as well as the flavor of each of the options), green pepper (I hate trying to cut a regular onion), and many different spices. Some of these spices include but are not limited to: pultry seasoning, mexican, taco, oregino, paprika, rosemary, cilantro and others.
Yes, I did succum, but I am now content for another period of time. For the most part I do not even miss it. I'm not really tempted my it much. I think one ofthe hardest (which I just might partake in) is on Saturday when I bring fresh bread and jam to work for my team since I promised them a treat for hitting out goal. When we hit a goal (or I just feel like it) I will bring treats. These have included bread, brownies and cookies. I love to cook and bake, but I am always afraid that when I bake I might wind up eating the whole thing, which is why it is great to have a team and roommates to share them with.
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