Banana Day

Eating bananas. Eating bananas. Nom Nom Nom.
This morning's banana was yum. Sweet enough but not too sweet or mushy. Good banana. I had one on the drive into work. I can do this.
When I got to work, I ate my regular breakfast followed by my regular morning coffee.
Around noon, I had a salad. It was pretty huge as I am fairly greedy when it comes to food and yet a few hours later I was starving again despite feeling extremely stuffed after I had eaten. I didn't opt for a salad because I was thinking ew lala healthy.. I opted for it because I love Giant's salad bar and am addicted to the oh so bad for you macaroni salad. Oink.

(<--- the bunch)

At 3pm something.. I walked for 15 minutes up and down the stairs of the office building with Wendy (yes, we ARE doing this again!! I so proud), followed by my 2nd banana of the day. Banana 2 sucked. I bought a bunch at Giant when I got my salad. They weren't too raw, they weren't too ripe. This 2nd banana was so plain and tough I could barely peel it. It wasn't even THAT green! Stupid banana. Drank almost a quart of water... and while I felt extremely bloated I was still hungry. 4pm, I made a chocolate protein shake. Sooo yummy. Followed by soooo sleepy. And pukey. And headachy. Bah.
I need more substance.

The Banana diet says to eat dinner before 8pm and be in bed before midnight. Tonight I managed dinner by 7:30pm. Scarfed it down while Khai was eating some fruit for dessert. Rice and a tofu burger - with ketchup, naturally. Bed before midnight IS do-able. My face is looking haggard these days.. I need my ZZZ's.

(<-- banana 2 remains)