I feel chatty tonight. I also have the munchies, so writing instead of dwelling on what I'm not eating is a good thing. I bought lots of chocolate shakes this time around and chili since it was on special. I like eating the chili with crackers though, and at night, I get sad because I can't have another snack. I'm not hungry, I just want to eat. I thought it was only supposed to take 21 days to break a habit. I'm going on five months, and I still have a snacking habit.
My cat is so dumb. I threw a piece of crumpled up newspaper on the floor, and she's batting it down with a paw, and of course it keeps springing up. So she bats it down again. She's been doing this for 5 minutes, interspersed with eating the paper. I guess she's bored, because now she's sitting in a box and batting down the flap.
Saw some interesting things on the food channel last night. Why is that suddenly one of my favorite channels? I'm not even tempted by the foods they show. I love Anthony Bourdain's travel show. He's in Puerto Rico and the food looks incredible. Fresh and tasty and yummy. Last night, I watched the World's Best Places to Pig Out. How American is that?
Ben & Jerry's Vermonster was on there. Four teens attempted it. They all failed. Some Texas steak place with a 72 oz steak. A 12 egg omelet. A diner that served a 3 pound cheeseburger with 12 slices of cheese and 2 pounds of fries.
The top place? Lambert's, Home of the Throwed Roll, in Sikeston, MO. That's hilarious. I've actually been there. My parents ride a Goldwing motorcycle, and they tell me that if I ever pass a restaurant with a lot of Goldwing motorcycles outside, it's undoubtedly an excellent place to eat. Goldwing riders think nothing of riding 3 hours to go to lunch, and 3 hours back again. They'd been to Lambert's long ago, and when I was home once, we went out there. And yes, the food was incredible. You order your dinner, and each dinner must be about 4-5 servings of food. Before you even get your dinner, servers come around and dole out as much fried okra, fried potatos, and more as you want to eat. No plates. Just paper towels. And of course the rolls. They are oversized, home made yeast rolls. The kind that make your mouth water just smelling them. They walk out with a cart of rolls, and if you want one, you put your hands in the air and they throw it to you. If you drop it, they walk up and give you another one in a baby toss, but that's embarassing, so you try to grab it the first time.
My other favorite show right now is Alton Brown's Feasting on Asphalt. He rides a motorcycle across the country searching out the best local food. After watching all these, I'm filled with the urge to travel and search out small, interesting, local places, instead of the big mega malls and such. Sometimes, I feel sad that I won't be participating in the Best Places to Pig Out road trip, but it did reinforce the idea that if I go out to eat, I want to experience the unusual and the fun. Not the Bennigan's and Chili's.
I decided to try something new as far as exercise goes. I haven't done jack in the last 4 weeks, and the weight is coming off nicely. Tonight, I tried an easy yogalates DVD because I'd been sitting on my butt all day. Then I signed up for an exercise/behavior modification class at work. It starts mid-September and goes to December. Three time a week you meet to exercise and I think there's a lecture once a week. The catch? I can't make the 4:15 pm class, so I signed up for the 6:30 am class. When I told my husband, he laughed in my face and said what made me think I'd ever get up at 5:30 to go exercise? Well, I'm kind of second-guessing myself, but hey, it's only 10 weeks, and it is behaviour modification, right? For some odd reason, I'm also finding myself wanting to learn how to box. Is the diet affecting my mental capacity? Why am I wanting to do all these crazy things? Thoughts of a 5K run have even slipped into my mind. It's very, very frightening.