It's always a good day when a face like this is hanging out in your office.
Yesterday was my first official full day of trying out the (mostly) plant-based diet, and I think I did pretty good. Along with minimizing (this is where I get the "mostly." I don't think I believe in extremes) dairy and eggs, I'm also trying to stick with whole grain foods and minimize my sugar intake. I've always been a dessert girl, so that's going to be tough! But the key word is minimize which means I plan not to stress too much about it....like tomorrow night when we go out for Jim's step dad's birthday...and inevitably the world's greatest tiramisu will be an option...
But yesterday, I did good. Here's what I ate:
Breakfast: my favorite multigrain (oatmeal-like) cereal with organic blueberries, a splash of soy milk and a sprinkle of chopped pecans.
Lunch: Leftover pasta from dinner: whole wheat spirals with tomato sauce, delicata squash, zucchini, onions, broccoli and some veggie sausage.
Snack: Apple Pie Lara bar
After workout snack (this is where it got hard. I was cranky, tired, a little dizzy because there was too much time between my last snack and my workout, and I just wanted something quick, delicious, satisfying and creamy.): an apple sliced, a few celery sticks and a scoop of almond butter in a bowl for dipping.
...And then a handful of popcorn an hour or so later when my stomach was grumbling.
Dinner: Rice bowl with veggie crumbles, corn, salsa, avocado and...my first deviation of the day: a sprinkle of cheddar cheese and a small scoop of sour cream. The bowl just needed something to bring it all together.
I also had two protein "shakes" (ie. protein powder + almond milk) which had both milk and sugar in them.
But I didn't eat any additional sweets all day. I almost did after my apple and celery snack, but I put the chocolate box away and averted my attention. And even though I was going to allow myself dessert after dinner, I wound up forgetting about it, brushing my teeth and then losing all interest when I finally remembered.
I'm not striving for perfection here. My aim is to feel better on a day-to-day basis. And like I said earlier, I don't believe in extremes. I think they're too taxing on people. At least on me. As much as I tend to strive for perfection, it only stresses me out more when I can't reach it. So I'm trying something new: Striving for the best I can and being okay with it when it's not exactly what I wished to achieve.
So as I said, I'm on full day #2, and I just hit that point where I "ruined" my day. My mom brought me a Starbucks caramel macchiato. Regular milk. And I'm drinking it. And honestly, I'm loving it. It's my favorite drink and my mom knows that, and it was a really nice thing for her to do. And I'm not going to feel guilty about it. What's the point of life if you feel guilty for doing things...or eating things that make you happy? I see no point.