After a milk day's hunger pangs, you really feel like the scale OWES you one.
Well, it came through. Down exactly a pound this morning. Phew!
Technically I should be having another milk day but due to some tickets to a garden party/tour booked before I even knew this diet existed, I decided to skip to a veggie day with the possiblity that the two meals being served might offer me something to eat and I could feel like a participant. A friend purchased the tickets ($30 each) and I felt like it would be kind of rude to pass up everything being offered and just sip on my milkshake in a thermos.
I spent the morning making up two salads, spaghetti squash, my fruit stash and some crystal light lemonade just in case I found out there was nothing edible for me -- which was a good thing, because there wasn't.
My one new item was cabbage/carrots slaw with fresh pineapple. I also scraped the seeds out of the spaghetti squash and roasted them -- a new dispensation says we can eat them as long as we have them on the same day as the squash --and weigh them. That seemed too exotic a treat to pass up.
The day turned very hot and cool water was offered at every stop, but no bathrooms. We bailed before the last property and didn't go back for the post tour reception and prize drawing, being fairly disappointed to find out that, rather than homey backyard gardens, we were touring McMansions with massive garden stone-scaping...and outdoor kitchens, etc. Not the kind of tour you can get excited about on a limited budget.
I didn't actually eat my lunch salad until 3 PM...having staved off hunger with some cherries. Maybe all the walking down those long, exclusive driveways in 89 degree weather will have helped burn off another pound for tomorrow. Somehow, I'm not expecting it.....so I'd be happily surprised, even with a few ounces.
I'm still hanging in there ...and feeling pretty good-- but I may need to set my cell phone to ring every odd hour, when I'm out because I kept forgetting to rub the beads...
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