Archive for the ‘Nightly Report’ Category

Day Two Hundred Sixty-Eight

January 15, 2011

Friday was similar to Thursday, although the hit-in-the-head-with-a-sledgehammer feeling was much diminished and I did get some tasks done. In addition to my 5:00 AM walk, I went on another two-mile walk to run some errands in Larchmont. Other than that I did some cooking and cleaning, and followed my diet reasonably.


Day Two Hundred Sixty-Seven

January 13, 2011

Thursday was unpleasant. I did get up at 5:00 and take my walk, but again I had that hit-in-the-head-with-a-sledgehammer feeling. I judged that if I didn’t get more sleep I might be setting myself up for illness, so I got back in bed.

It was after noon when I woke up. After noon. What the hell? Even taking into account my new early rising schedule and the zombification effect it has on me, my body needing that much sleep is unprecedented. I figure there are a few possibilities: I’ve been balancing on the knife edge between fighting off a sickness and succumbing to it for four days; my allergic reactions are affecting me much more than I realize; or I’m subconsciously ten times more terrified of my career change than I am consciously.

On the bright side, I did much better with my diet. I had plenty of bread left from last night’s batch, but I barely ate any of it. I got plenty of fruits and vegetables and kept my meals small.

Day Two Hundred Sixty-Six

January 12, 2011
My perniciously delicious bread

My perniciously delicious bread

Well, once again I did pretty well until my own creation turned on me. I blame Mary Shelley.

I got up at 5:00 and took my walk in the deep new snow. And I did not go back to bed afterward. I was tired, but I felt human. I hope this means that my body is getting used to the new schedule.

As I did my job-searching and budgeting and sundry tasks, I followed my diet well — right up until the time the bread came out of the oven. Then I started nibbling. By the time dinner came around, I’d already had far too much. Then I had another piece with butter and honey.

I need to find a way to limit myself on this bread, or I’m going to have to only make it on weekends. And that would be a shame, because it’s so easy and cheap! Maybe I can get in the habit of cutting it up into portions immediately after it comes out of the oven, and scheduling the eating of the portions.

Yeah. It does sound unlikely.

Well, let’s see, can I think my way out of this problem? Treat it like an addictive substance. What if I was manufacturing crack cocaine, and in order to keep making a profit I had to maintain strict control over my own…

No. That’s a bad metaphor. This bread is much better than crack cocaine.

I’m going to sleep on it. Good night.

Day Two Hundred Sixty-Five

January 11, 2011

Wow. What a bleary day. I got up at 5:00 AM and, though I managed to drag myself on my usual walk, I was even more of a shambling automaton than I was yesterday. I grabbed another hour of sleep afterward because I knew I’d be useless otherwise. Turns out I was useless anyway. I’ve spent the entire day feeling like I’ve been whacked between the eyes with a twelve-pound sledgehammer. It’s possible that I’m getting sick but it seems more likely that this is simply my body reeling from being forced to rise about two hours later than it’s been doing. Such changes always take my body three weeks to adjust to — three weeks that I spend being a zombie. Hopefully today was the worst of it.

The good part is that I did very well with my dieting. I had an egg sandwich for my first meal and a bowl of soup for my second, along with the usual fruits and a big bowl of broccoli. For the second half of the day I had three Zone Bars with a thermos full of tea, my usual suboptimal-but-better-than-buying-junk-in-Manhattan solution for eating while out on the town.

I was feeling quite pleased with my dieting performance when, suddenly, in the middle of my walk home from the train station with Grace at about 10:00 PM, I got a case of the raging munchies. Grace whipped up some oatmeal and I had that just now with some honey and garam masala curry. I was still feeling peckish, so I had a small bowl of plain fat-free yogurt with a very small serving of nuts and raisins. I don’t like that I ate anything at all this late at night, but as a response to a very powerful food craving I could have done a lot worse.

Well, I must get some sleep if I’m go continue rising at 5:00. Good night!

Day Two Hundred Sixty-Four

January 10, 2011

Monday gets a “pretty good” for sticking to my diet and a “enh” in the exercise department. I did manage to get up at 5:00 for a walk, but I was zombie, complete with the shambling and the mindlessness. No craving for brains as of yet, though. So I got that goin’ for me… Which is nice.

I seem to be having less of a problem restraining myself to reasonable amounts of the brain-blisteringly awesome French peasant bread I’ve been making. I had my usual egg sandwich, two Zone Bars, an apple, two oranges, a banana, a big bowl of broccoli and a medium-sized bowl of my homemade soup. I also cooked more of said soup.

I got to bed at a fairly reasonable hour but, as the next day’s entry will show, it wasn’t early enough.

Day Two Hundred Sixty-Three

January 9, 2011
Grace and me after a very cold run

Grace and me after a very cold run

Maybe in a few weeks I’ll have become reaccustomed to a rising time of 5:00 AM, and will be able to get up for a walk after only four hours of sleep. Not today, though. I got up at 5:00, but I went right back to bed.

My first two meals were Zone Bars with tea. In the afternoon I had an egg sandwich with a little ham and sausage, and a biscotti with tea. During the day I had two oranges, an apple and a banana.

For dinner I had a slice of pizza and a hot dog. After that I still had the munchies, so I had a few slices of my homemade bread, toasted with butter and honey. That was a slip. This bread is a little too good. I’m going to have to set more careful limits.

Well, 5:00 AM awaits. Good night!

Day Two Hundred Sixty-Two

January 9, 2011

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Saturday was a long day. I got up at 5:00 AM and went to bed at 1:00 AM.

I started the day with my standard walk, then did some cleaning and shopping. Since it was my eat-whatever-I-want day, I bought one of those cheese ring cakes from Stop & Shop that I mentioned the other day. I ate most of it with plenty of tea. Later in the morning I made an omelet and had it along with some sausage and homemade bread, toasted and buttered.

For lunch I had three hot dogs with piccalilli, and in the evening Grace and I made a batch of Vanilla Refrigerator Cookies, shown above, using the recipe from Joy of Cooking. For dinner we made pizza, also shown above. It was only the second time we’ve tried making our own dough, and it was amazing. Unfortunately my timing wasn’t so amazing; we ended up getting to bed much later than we’d intended. And thus ended my long eat-whatever-I-want day.

Day Two Hundred Sixty-One

January 7, 2011

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This was day three of getting up at 5:00, and I’m starting to get used to it. I did my two and a half mile walk and launched into my chores: career searching, house cleaning, shopping, cooking and budgeting. At about 6:00 I went running with Grace for twenty minutes. So I had a good amount of exercise. Looking at the list below, though, I’m thinking that I need to start counting calories again. I believe I’m burning more than enough to give myself a negative calorie intake, but I should be sure.

Well, I’m going to see if I can stick to the 5:00 AM rising time on the weekend. Good night!

7:00 egg sandwich with ham
two cups of tea

10:00 zone bar, tea
raw carrots

1:00 soup, bread, squash

4:00 zone bar, tea

7:00 baked curry chicken with piccalilli, half a baked sweet potato

Day Two Hundred Sixty

January 6, 2011

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I got up at 5:00 and went on my walk, but I was a zombie the whole time. I think the wine I drank last night gave me anxiety dreams. I should not drink wine at night. But the more significant factor was my allergies: I didn’t breathe well last night. So after my walk I took an allergy pill and caught up on some sleep.

I followed my diet well all day, eating two egg sandwiches with my delicious homemade bread, a Zone Bar, a few cups of sweet tea, two oranges, an apple, a banana, some carrots, a bowl of lentil soup with bread, half of a baked sweet potato and a bowl of broccoli with Parmesan and Romano. Oh, and three glasses of red wine, which finishes off the last bottle. And I ain’t buyin’ no more, because it interferes with my sleep.

In addition to my morning walk, I went running with Grace tonight. We’re on the second day of the fifth week of the Couch to 5K program. We did well; I’m proud of us. The picture of us above was taken upon our return.

So I got plenty of exercise and ate reasonably. I probably could have done with less bread, but at least I didn’t go overboard like I did last night. As I get used to the awesomeness, I should be able to reduce my daily consumption to a more Spartan intake. Without the banishment to the wilderness, and the stealing to survive, and the killing of Helots, of course.

Day Two Hundred Fifty-Nine

January 5, 2011
My first attempt at French peasant bread

My first attempt at French peasant bread

I got up at 5:00 and went on a walk, then tended to my “job” of figuring out what’s next in my life and career. It feels good to have a schedule and goals, which I worked on with Grace last night. During the day I ate very well, and shopped only for healthy food at the store. I won’t bore you with the details of what I ate; suffice it to say that I more or less followed my usual routine… up until the evening.

It wasn’t a bad day, but it sure could’ve ended better where my diet was concerned. I made lentil soup that was astonishingly good, and French peasant bread that was bloody spectacular. I ate more than I should have of both. I think that my overall calorie balance was still negative because of the calisthenics I did this evening. However, I do have to more carefully consider the timing of my baking. I can’t be having bread come out of the oven at 9:00 at night when I’m highly susceptible.

Well, I’m up at 5:00 again tomorrow, so good night!