Salt

Somewhere in the Bright Line Eating materials, Susan mentioned that not eating processed foods we would be able use salt since we would be getting so much less sodium.  I heard, 'okay to use salt' when what I should have heard was 'eventually I may be able to use salt again.'  I realized at lunch today that I was adding salt to my soup, and that I had added salt to my dinner the night before, and come to think of it had been adding salt to my food daily. This is not good. I am still taking blood pressure meds, I'm still a good 80 #'s or so overweight. It's amazing how the brain can filter out pertinent facts. And I didn't really need the salt, my soups were nicely seasoned. But generally speaking I crave salt more than sugar, chips over cookies when you get right down to it. So note to self; knock it off!

Breakfast this morning was lovely; wild brown rice cakes with peanut butter and a banana. Lunch was the last container of lentil soup that I meant to have last week but ended up skipping lunch that day (by accident) and wanted to use it up before it went bad. And a green salad with a sliced brussels sprout, green onions and cucumber. The dressing was a yogurt cilantro, yum.  Dinner was sketchy.  I  had to stop at the store to pick up ingredients for tomorrow's pot luck at work (green chili rice) and was of course starving by the time I headed home on the freeway. With the groceries on the seat next to me, including a bag of shredded jack cheese for the rice casserole, I justified eating cheese as my dinner protein, intending to eat dinner the minute I stepped through the door at home. But C attached himself to me as he sometimes does as soon as I get home, and the next hour I spent with him. By the time he was ready to let me go I wasn't really hungry.  The kids had picked up posole (hominy soup) as part of their dinner and I had a small bowl because it was ready and easy and warm. And I was tired.  I also ate the small bowl of persimmon that R had cut up for C; he seemed to like it and ate a few cubes, but then set it aside. So dinner was protein, fruit, and grain. Plus whatever veggies were in the broth of the soup I guess. No sugar, no flour; focus on the positive.

So why am I struggling to stick to the plan? It's not that I don't think I'm worth the effort. Maybe years of playing the 'I don't care' card just to get through each day has become a habit, or a fall back response, when I am tired.

I am too hungry driving home, so maybe I need to push breakfast out to 9, so that lunch isn't until 1pm. That should help, I'll try that tomorrow.  EXCEPT that I just remembered that I have Jury Duty tomorrow. That's what this note should have been about, how brilliantly I was going to handle that challenge.

I guess I had better go figure that out or tomorrow's post will just be pathetic.