so immediately upon beginning this experiment
(to document what i eat for a week) i thought: this is a terrible idea. not only am i not an authority on what's healthy and what's not, but frankly, i barely have the energy to photograph everything i eat.
and then there's the fact that i've chosen a week that stress has infiltrated my life on every level. when i went to visit tom (my life guru) this week, that's basically what we decided: stress is disrupting my sleep to the point that i am exhausted.all.the.time. which leads to a lot of crying and the like. and it doesn't just affect sleep, it affects appetite too--in that, i don't have much of one. this is a welcome release from the days i'd overeat to deal with stress, but not super healthy, nonetheless.
but i made a commitment, so here we go: day two.
1. soy latte
2. i have a tendency to sip on my latte for so long that i miss breakfast all together and opt for an early lunch. today it was two slices of spelt with pumpkin seeds (surprisingly good for you, those seeds) with cheddar cheese, and avocado thrown in for nutrition and color. and yes, of course the bread was buttered for the pan! {i'm going through a major grilled cheese phase}.
2. asparagus with oil and salt. i need more veggies in my life, this was an attempt.
3. i knew i had to eat something before work, but frankly i didn't want to. i hopped over to whole foods and the only thing drawing my eye was guacamole and chips, which i'm gonna level with you--not the best i've had.
4. when work let off after 11 i went with my girlfriends to a wine bar where they sipped their spirits and i imbibed quite a bit of a cheese plate with pears and walnuts.
if nothing else, let this be the take-away:
life happens. some days stress gets the best of us. and some days it doesn't. some days you're hungry for everything in sight. and somedays you're not. most diets i know don't allow for this variation of life. you eat the same amount each day. and that's just false. that sets you up with this false notion. it's okay to eat more some days and less others. life has a way of balancing out--and we gotta trust that--as opposed to putting some false construct on top of that and trying to fit everything into a box.
i believe in tufted velvet couches. so much so, that i want one. or two.
i believe in texas-sized thunder storms. absolute downpours. dark skies and the refuge it requires.
i believe in hours set aside for reading. in coffee shops. at lunch counters. during three month european excursions.
i believe in european excursions.
i believe in a finding a home. building a home. needing a home.
i believe in latte bowls and latte makers and stacked plates and tousled beds.
i believe in fault lines and cracks and the space between.
i believe in the steady breaths and silence of sleep. restorative and whole.
i believe in moving trucks and packed boxes and the cleanse that a move invites.
