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Hunting in the Wilds of Kroger
I’m traveling for work this work and personally, I’m still in… let’s call it “crisis mode”… sleeping only 4-5 hours a night, taking a break from food logging but still eating clean, grabbing my workouts where I can. I’m in full-on “batten down the hatches and hang on tight.”
Which is why it didn’t seem like a good idea to accept the kind invitation from my co-workers and client to go to a happy hour at a brewpub today. Seemed like it could go two ways:
1. I’d avoid eating fried, carb-loaded bar food and drinking beer.
2. Or I woudn’t.
Neither option sounded fun or, frankly, very nurturing.
Instead, I got directions to the closest supermarket (hello, Kroger!) and went hunting. This is what I bagged for dinner tonight and breakfast tomorrow.
Roasted turkey leg
Marinated cauliflower, artichoke, and olive salad (I hope that’s olive oil and not canola, but you take what you can get in the jungle.)
Dark chocolate (a tiny treat can’t hurt, right?)
It was fun hunting in the store for dino-chow, and if not for the kipper snacks which I tracked down in the “canned meats” aisle, I could have stayed completely out of the aisles in the dark heart of the packaged foods. Stay out of the maze, people! We are not rats hitting the button for a pellet of crappy, average American food. We are mighty hunters who patrol the perimeter for fuel.
So now I’m going to eat my giant roasted turkey leg with my hands, and since there’s no one here with me, I might growl while I do it. Just for fun. Then I’m doing a tiny bit of work and going to sleep early in the ultra-comfy hotel bed with Law & Order to keep me company on the ridiculously, awesomely large flat-screen TV. In the morning, I’m hitting the hotel gym at 6:00 a.m. for a met-con sure to – if not chase the demons away entirely – keep them at bay for a few more hours.