On day three, my day started with a high carb, low fat breakfast. It is a traditional Saraswat breakfast called KADAMB. It is made of wheat, and steamed in turmeric leaves. I quite enjoy it. though traditionally it is eaten with butter, I ate it with a sweet pickle. i know, not very healthy, but better than butter right? Besides, my grandmother gets rather upset if I refuse traditional foods. So I thought I'd rather eat this steamed dish than some fried bajjis and papads later!
So after breakfast I took a longish walk. I had to go to the bank to do some work there. then i walked further to meet my friend Krista near her house. we took a cab to work together.
On this day, i filled myself up with green tea and warm water (read previous blog- http://projectketaki.blogspot.com/2011/06/great-tale-of-green-tea.html). they did me real good. I was hydrated and full of energy all day long. LOVERLY!
For lunch my mother had packed some delicious tendli (gherkins) that i had with rotis. also, my friend offered me her potato. I wanted to refuse, but i just COULDN'T. so yes, guilty.
After that I had some tea and 3 biscuits at about 3.30, a cup of black coffee at around 5.30, an apple at 7.
I had a long walk after that, again with my friend Krista. I returned home around 9. I SINNED for dinner. I had lots and lots of rice. i kept telling myself to go for the chapattis, but the moment my mother place that humungous and mouth-watering vessel of rice in front of me, all my self-consciousness blew straight out of the window. i stuffed my face with it, and then felt guilty. so i walked a little more after dinner.
I've come to realise that over-eating is a little like a one-night stand. You start the night(or the meal) with no particular desire for it. In fact, very often you prematurely decide that tonight is never going to go that way. However, in the moment, you feel like that is all you want. After it is done, you want to hang your head in shame, praying that no one you know has seen you, and you wish you could take it back.The difference is, when you have sex, your stomach doesn't ALWAYS bloat up!
Though I must tell you all, I've officially lost a little more than a kg! yay! 1 down, 19 to go!
So after breakfast I took a longish walk. I had to go to the bank to do some work there. then i walked further to meet my friend Krista near her house. we took a cab to work together.
On this day, i filled myself up with green tea and warm water (read previous blog- http://projectketaki.blogspot.com/2011/06/great-tale-of-green-tea.html). they did me real good. I was hydrated and full of energy all day long. LOVERLY!
For lunch my mother had packed some delicious tendli (gherkins) that i had with rotis. also, my friend offered me her potato. I wanted to refuse, but i just COULDN'T. so yes, guilty.
After that I had some tea and 3 biscuits at about 3.30, a cup of black coffee at around 5.30, an apple at 7.
I had a long walk after that, again with my friend Krista. I returned home around 9. I SINNED for dinner. I had lots and lots of rice. i kept telling myself to go for the chapattis, but the moment my mother place that humungous and mouth-watering vessel of rice in front of me, all my self-consciousness blew straight out of the window. i stuffed my face with it, and then felt guilty. so i walked a little more after dinner.
I've come to realise that over-eating is a little like a one-night stand. You start the night(or the meal) with no particular desire for it. In fact, very often you prematurely decide that tonight is never going to go that way. However, in the moment, you feel like that is all you want. After it is done, you want to hang your head in shame, praying that no one you know has seen you, and you wish you could take it back.The difference is, when you have sex, your stomach doesn't ALWAYS bloat up!
Though I must tell you all, I've officially lost a little more than a kg! yay! 1 down, 19 to go!
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