I lied. There's not really a part 2, beyond my further inability to stop thinking about lemon meringue pie, peanut butter cookies, and Fun Dip.
I have to wonder how much of this feeling of deprivation is just a matter of me fixating on the knowledge that I can't have it, no matter how much I want it.
As luck would have it, though, my intertron friend Kermix is always there to remind us that not all candy is good.
Thank you, Norway, for making candy I don't desperately want. I will send your fine nation tidings of peace and goodwill. Also: puppies.
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Since I'll have this paper for my social science class done and dusted pretty shortly, tomorrow's writings will be of a more scholarly nature. That is, if I'm not foaming at the mouth by then.
10.02.2007
Day 2, part 1: Detox?
I think I'm showing withdrawal symptoms. I shit you not. I'm getting the shakes. When I get hungry, all I can think about is devouring pastries and guzzling soda. Now that I've eaten I feel a bit better, but the cravings are still there.
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The sushi at Dominick's has HFCS in it; specifically, in the vinegar mixed with the rice. Now, sushi by definition contains sweetened rice vinegar, but is it entirely necessary to kick me while I'm down? I only thought to check the ingredient list while I was in the checkout line, and it's a good thing I did or I'd be out five bucks.
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The sushi at Dominick's has HFCS in it; specifically, in the vinegar mixed with the rice. Now, sushi by definition contains sweetened rice vinegar, but is it entirely necessary to kick me while I'm down? I only thought to check the ingredient list while I was in the checkout line, and it's a good thing I did or I'd be out five bucks.
10.01.2007
Day 1: Ring my bell
(10:40:01 PM) mando: Yeah, so basically I used the blow torch on the vanilla sugar to create a crisp crust on the cream
(10:40:43 PM) mando: I think it really helped that I used lots and lots of sugar in the actual custard
(10:41:02 PM) mando: and then topped that off with a few dollops of caramel
(10:41:10 PM) Meteo: I'm not one for custard. Its usually several heaping layers of chocolate.
(10:41:16 PM) Meteo: In cake, brownies...
(10:41:22 PM) Meteo: Whichever.
(10:44:39 PM) DrRosenrosen: also, I think canta is one of those people who signs on and gets up to go to the bathroom, so you never get instant satisfaction if you're trying to fuck with her
(10:48:30 PM) cantabile: WELL YOU GUYS ARE GETTING YOUR DELAYED GRATIFICATION
(10:48:35 PM) cantabile: hatehatehate
I love my friends. I love them so much I'm thinking about giving them the gift of a blunt object to the head, as a matter of fact.
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It's official. I have a near-Pavlovian response to gimongous pictures of cheesecake. Admittedly, I'm sure this is not unusual in the general population. Slightly more worrisome is that I was planning to order a soda for about twenty seconds before I remembered that possibility was right out. Thinking about it honestly, there's no reason why drinking soda should be an ingrained habit. I may have to do some more research into the subject.
Sbarro's nutrition page is under construction, which seems to be an ongoing theme in the restaurant websites I've looked at so far. I'm going to have to assume there's no HFCS in spinach-and-mushroom pizza; I feel pretty safe doing so, but I've been wrong before.
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When I woke up from my evening "I slept for four hours last night and now I can't function until I crash on the couch for a while" nap, there was a Reese's wrapper on the coffee table.
Thank you, boyfriend!
I marched to the trash can with it right away, followed by calls of "No, I'll get it! You can't be trusted with it. There's chocolate still on it. You'll lick it off!"
He's so supportive. How dreamy.
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As a side note, I'm not going to be focusing on any weight loss very much, as it's not something I want to fixate on for various reasons. However, for curiosity's sake, I'll do a few perfunctory weigh-ins. Today: 132 lbs (60 kg).
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Seriously, I would kill for a piece of cheesecake right now.
This may be harder than I thought.
(10:40:43 PM) mando: I think it really helped that I used lots and lots of sugar in the actual custard
(10:41:02 PM) mando: and then topped that off with a few dollops of caramel
(10:41:10 PM) Meteo: I'm not one for custard. Its usually several heaping layers of chocolate.
(10:41:16 PM) Meteo: In cake, brownies...
(10:41:22 PM) Meteo: Whichever.
(10:44:39 PM) DrRosenrosen: also, I think canta is one of those people who signs on and gets up to go to the bathroom, so you never get instant satisfaction if you're trying to fuck with her
(10:48:30 PM) cantabile: WELL YOU GUYS ARE GETTING YOUR DELAYED GRATIFICATION
(10:48:35 PM) cantabile: hatehatehate
I love my friends. I love them so much I'm thinking about giving them the gift of a blunt object to the head, as a matter of fact.
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It's official. I have a near-Pavlovian response to gimongous pictures of cheesecake. Admittedly, I'm sure this is not unusual in the general population. Slightly more worrisome is that I was planning to order a soda for about twenty seconds before I remembered that possibility was right out. Thinking about it honestly, there's no reason why drinking soda should be an ingrained habit. I may have to do some more research into the subject.
Sbarro's nutrition page is under construction, which seems to be an ongoing theme in the restaurant websites I've looked at so far. I'm going to have to assume there's no HFCS in spinach-and-mushroom pizza; I feel pretty safe doing so, but I've been wrong before.
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When I woke up from my evening "I slept for four hours last night and now I can't function until I crash on the couch for a while" nap, there was a Reese's wrapper on the coffee table.
Thank you, boyfriend!
I marched to the trash can with it right away, followed by calls of "No, I'll get it! You can't be trusted with it. There's chocolate still on it. You'll lick it off!"
He's so supportive. How dreamy.
-----
As a side note, I'm not going to be focusing on any weight loss very much, as it's not something I want to fixate on for various reasons. However, for curiosity's sake, I'll do a few perfunctory weigh-ins. Today: 132 lbs (60 kg).
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Seriously, I would kill for a piece of cheesecake right now.
This may be harder than I thought.
9.30.2007
Day -1: Youth decay
Today, in a desperate sugar orgy, I have eaten two sweet bagels, a cup of peanut-butter-swirl frozen custard, and the entire contents of the box pictured below.
Yes, that does indeed say "six bars" of squishy, edible Play-Doh. I'm literally trembling a bit as I type this, in a reaction perhaps more suited to having popped a couple of No-Doz. It's probably a good thing I'm unemployed at the moment and too broke to spend any more on junk food. Hospitalization isn't the best way to start this month off on the right foot. (I can only guess what November 1st will bring. Having my cause of death listed as "multiple organ failure precipitated by half-price Halloween candy" would be a notable accomplishment.)
Observation: When did candy boxes get so big? I know I must sound dreadfully old-fashioned, but seriously, there was a box of Nerds the size of a small paperback. Maybe it was just a reaction caused by the nauseating thought of having to choke down whatever I bought before midnight, but I don't think so. I may have to go on a photo excursion at some point in the near future, once I get my digital camera working again.
I have been reading nutrition information for various things online. Ingredient lists are, apparently, not in line with the zeitgeist.
I fear I may be getting myself in over my head.
Yes, that does indeed say "six bars" of squishy, edible Play-Doh. I'm literally trembling a bit as I type this, in a reaction perhaps more suited to having popped a couple of No-Doz. It's probably a good thing I'm unemployed at the moment and too broke to spend any more on junk food. Hospitalization isn't the best way to start this month off on the right foot. (I can only guess what November 1st will bring. Having my cause of death listed as "multiple organ failure precipitated by half-price Halloween candy" would be a notable accomplishment.)
Observation: When did candy boxes get so big? I know I must sound dreadfully old-fashioned, but seriously, there was a box of Nerds the size of a small paperback. Maybe it was just a reaction caused by the nauseating thought of having to choke down whatever I bought before midnight, but I don't think so. I may have to go on a photo excursion at some point in the near future, once I get my digital camera working again.
I have been reading nutrition information for various things online. Ingredient lists are, apparently, not in line with the zeitgeist.
I fear I may be getting myself in over my head.
9.29.2007
Day -2: What exactly is going on here?
I guess this is the part where I explain myself.
About a week ago, I had the "brilliant" idea (no doubt partially inspired by Super Size Me and Hungry For A Month) to forgo all forms of sweets for a month. No candy, no cookies, no dessert, no sugary and delightful treats of any kind. To throw in an extra kink, I've decided to cut out all foods containing high-fructose corn syrup as well. I like a challenge, especially one that ensures that my diet will be out of step enough with the national average to cause me problems. Problems make things interesting, both for me (hell, I better get something out of it) and for anyone who ends up reading this.
Of course, I figured October would be an ideal time to undertake this little venture, because Halloween is one of my favorite holidays and I enjoy making myself miserable.
While the scientist in me is cackling with glee at the thought of making myself a cranky, sugar-craving guinea pig, this is really more of a social experiment. I'm going to be writing about my reactions to not having comfort food as the emotional crutch I'm accustomed to, my attempts to avoid seemingly pervasive parts of the typical American diet, and the reactions of those around me to my newfound dietary restrictions. Also, I will probably complain a lot. Yay!
We'll see how it goes. I promise to make it not a total waste of your time, even if it ends up being a waste of mine.
About a week ago, I had the "brilliant" idea (no doubt partially inspired by Super Size Me and Hungry For A Month) to forgo all forms of sweets for a month. No candy, no cookies, no dessert, no sugary and delightful treats of any kind. To throw in an extra kink, I've decided to cut out all foods containing high-fructose corn syrup as well. I like a challenge, especially one that ensures that my diet will be out of step enough with the national average to cause me problems. Problems make things interesting, both for me (hell, I better get something out of it) and for anyone who ends up reading this.
Of course, I figured October would be an ideal time to undertake this little venture, because Halloween is one of my favorite holidays and I enjoy making myself miserable.
While the scientist in me is cackling with glee at the thought of making myself a cranky, sugar-craving guinea pig, this is really more of a social experiment. I'm going to be writing about my reactions to not having comfort food as the emotional crutch I'm accustomed to, my attempts to avoid seemingly pervasive parts of the typical American diet, and the reactions of those around me to my newfound dietary restrictions. Also, I will probably complain a lot. Yay!
We'll see how it goes. I promise to make it not a total waste of your time, even if it ends up being a waste of mine.
9.28.2007
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