There\’s Nothing To It But to \”Do It\”

I’m not posting my weight today because I DIDN’T LOOK!

Yesterday wasn’t an especially HARD day. Wasn’t an especially LONG day. But I CHEATED, CHEATED, CHEATED.

First, there were the 2 tiny pieces of cake at my best friend’s at-work wedding shower. THEN, when I came home, I just wanted to go out to dinner with my H, and feel like a human being. So I had a large Pasta House salad (wasn’t as good as usual, even), and minestrone (tough meat), and a roll with “Promise” margarine (best part of the meal, actually).  And decaf w.creamer. I enjoyed the experience of dining out, though.

THEN, in a crazed, dazed moment (brought on by the carbs?) I talked H into going to DQ. It wasn’t that hard. I just whispered it insistently, twice. He was about to back away from the ordering kiosk, but a car moved in behind us. Instead of getting a medium chocolate extreme blizzard, though, I got a small chocolate cone dipped in chocolate. H, instead of getting the waffle-bowl brownie sundae, got a small regular sundae.

Sooooo. Even though we didn’t do very well on our diets, we DID enjoy our “date”, and boy it was necessary to have that leisure time, too. We hadn’t done anything that was face-to-face in a long time– Usually, it’s sitting silently in a movie theatre staring straight ahead. Or going to a museum and looking straight ahead (in H’s case, down at his watch). Bicycling separately, staring straight ahead.

Plus, I’m proud that, faced with a variety of choices, we were more conservative in what we ordered. We didn’t spazz out over pasta, although H said he thought I should go ahead and get the seafood pasta. (Turkey!)

Some interesting statistics, numbers:

340 cal. in the chocolate-dipped cone. I worked off 360 cal. this morning doing 2.5 mph on the treadmill for 1 hour on a 1% incline.

Bulletin to self: Just googled DQ. I would’ve saved 100 cal. if I’d gotten the plain, small chocolate cone. I’d have saved 150 cal. if I’d ordered the sugar-free chocolate dilly bar. I’d have saved 290 cal. if I’d ordered the fudge bar.

OK. Lesson learned about DQ.

Unfortunately, I have no idea how many calories I had at Pasta House, since they’re a comparatively small chain restaurant.

It really irks me that chain restaurants, which corporately-speaking are one step away from fast-food, don’t have to supply nutritional information. They should at least have to provide it online, if not make the information available on their menus.

I subbed Olive Garden’s nutrition information on the Daily Plate, though, and I suspect I had about a 600 cal. meal, taking into account the salad, creamer, roll & soup. And estimating it on the high side rather than the low side.

Combine that with the 400 cal. DQ cone, and that’s 1,000 cal.

unfortunately, it doesnt’ just stop there, though. I DID go nuts (as well as H) when I got home, and popped popcorn in oil, covered it with salt, butter-topping, garlic, parmesan and lemon juice. That was probably 800 cal., if it was a cal.

Not very good. Guess I’ll hop back on the treadmill tonight.

I looked up bulimia yesterday, and found out I’m predisposed to it. To be quite honest, I actually have made myself barf 2-3 times in my life, about 10 years ago when I was working out and eating right and about 128, trying to get down to 120. I’m 38 and should know better than to start now, but it just seems like a logical choice, in this society that surrounds one with fabulous food, 24-7. That estimate of 1.5-2 percent of women being bulimic seems so laughingly low to me. I would make a serious bet of, let’s say, $2,000 that bulimic incidents are horrendously underreported.

If I was younger, these days, I’d probably make myself throw up all the time. There’s so much pressure to be skinny, and equal pressure to eat high-calorie foods.

These days, it’s almost insane, or at least unusual, NOT to be bulimic or obese.

Posted on May 8th, 2008 by nike
Filed under: General