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Day 124: Good Food Here


One of my favorite food carts in Portland: Fishbox at Good Food Here on Belmont
It's getting a little bit easier.  My body seems to have adapted to this way of life.  I started the day with a glass of water with a squeeze of lemon. Then I headed to the trail for a brisk walk.





For breakfast I made a power salad of fresh veggies and a little bit of the leftover Mexican cauliflower rice from the other night. I made a homemade dressing out of olive oil, minced garlic, a bit of dijon mustard and fresh squeezed grapefruit juice.

I don't think about food constantly anymore. Or munch mindlessly. But there are moments...

I feel like I have been too heavy on the protein and need more fresh fruits and vegetables.  I packed a light lunch, but for dinner between students I headed to the "Good Food Here" food carts on SE Belmont and 43rd (next to Movie Madness). I had a lovely Casa Salada with grilled salmon.  It was a fresh green salad with a yummy jalapeno vinaigrette topped with salmon.  I also had a limeade. Yum!

http://www.foodcartsportland.com/2012/06/13/fishbox/

After I was finished teaching, it was 7:30 p.m.

And I had a bit of an attack. I felt the need for something sweet. It was a flashback from the life of the Old Zita.  Who felt she needed to reward each day with a treat.  "Oh, I had a long day, I deserve..."  You know what I'm saying?

At the time of my near demise, I was steps away from Fred Meyer's. I really wanted a Rice Dream ice cream sandwich.  But I knew I shouldn't have the sugar, and it was after my designated eating time. Then I thought perhaps I'd run in and get an apple.

But instead, I called the Trimet Transit Tracker and checked on the arrival of my bus. Luckily it was due in 6 minutes. So I walked straight to the bus stop.

I made a pot of herbal tea when I got home.  I am hungrier today than usual, but I am also feeling lighter and more clear headed.

Tomorrow I am playing the piano at a music club meeting with my friend Judy. She plays recorder. We are playing a piece by Haydn.

After the meeting, I am going to book a massage and then go buy a new pair of jeans.  That might be incentive enough to stick with my plan!




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