Yesterday was also a gym day and I was ravenous for dinner. Ate a whole extra skewer of kebabs but it was lean, white meat protein so mostly just protein. That Starbucks fruit-n-cheese box is a lot of calories though!
Tomorrow Traci and I are supposed to go out for lunch because it’s restaurant week. And for dinner, the Mansellas have invited us to their new condo in West Roxbury. I hope I don’t do too much damage to my diet tomorrow. I will try to make good choices (i.e., not take seconds) at the Mansellas.
- Cookies-n-cream+Peanut Butter shake (295 calories)
- 2 scoops Herbalife Cookies-n-cream powder
- 1.5 Tbsp PB2 peanut butter
- 1.5 cups fat free milk
Continue reading “Food Log: August 28, 2014”
Yesterday I attended the start-of-year faculty meetings for Oak Hill Middle School where I am doing my National Science Foundation (NSF) teaching fellowship where I will be bringing some real science (projects) to 7th grade classrooms.
I didn’t know what my schedule would be, or what to expect, so I didn’t bring lunch with me…which, turned out to be a mistake, because I didn’t get any lunch (I’m proud to say I passed on the free supermarket cookies) until 3:00 PM. I was starving by then. It took every ounce of willpower to walk past the wonderful Jewish Barry’s Village Deli at Waban with their delicious and fatty pastrami and corned beef sandwiches to the Russian supermarket for stuffed cabbage rolls.
- 1 chicken gordita (from local Mexican place, Antojito’s Cafe on Moody St)
- wedding cake smoothie: 1 cup non-fat milk + 2 scoops cookies-n-cream Herbalife powder + cheesecake and white chocolate no-sugar pudding mix
Lunch: Continue reading “Food Log: August, 27, 2014”
A couple days ago, I thought I had lost my cell phone. I was already most of the way of the hour-long commute home when I realised.
I was wearing workout clothes and well, the sadistic people that design women’s clothing seem to all think that women have no need to easily access their ID cards, subway passes or even their cell phones. When I stuck my hand in that nifty backpack front pocket, there was no iPhone there.
I debated turning around and going all the way back. I wasn’t even sure when I had it with me last. Did I leave it in lab, in the ladies room on my floor, or lose it somewhere along the way from lab to the T-stop? A kind stranger let me call Keith from their phone. We decided that I should go home and when Keith got back from work, we would drive back into Boston and search for my phone. Continue reading “Lost Cell Phone = Decluttering my Mind”