revolution, you say ha.

I discovered the single serving today. It's rocking my world.

Last night I accidentally skipped dinner but a guest had given me these 140 calorie breakfast trail mix things and I nibbled on one throughout the course of the day. It wasn't until Mr Ryan asked me at 9:30pm if I had had dinner that I realized I hadn't. He gave me $5. This, in addition to the $6 from my boss, would have been plenty to take to any of the restaurants surrounding my work, and I wholeheartedly intended to grab some grub before the end of the night but hunger never struck me.

Seriously. It just never happened.

When I went home at 6am I realized that there was a rumbly in my tumbly, so I made myself an egg sandwich (un oeuf, half a piece of turkey, 1 slice of cojack cheese, and a hunk of baguette sliced into 2 pieces with a squirt of ketchup and spices). For the tailgate, I brought a nalgene of hot chocolate and 5 ounces of peppermint schnapps, and I munched on some chips, celery and buffalo chicken dip, although I must express my pride at the amount I consumed.

It wasn't that I was showing restraint, at no point did I limit myself in quantity, I simply lost interest after a few nibbles. I never felt stuffed or deprived, it was a perfect balance!

I walked home two miles in the cold, the whole time I was expecting for my legs or ankles or knees to give me problems, or to be panting beyond comfort but instead I felt like there was pep in my step even all the way up to my apartment door.

So I guess working out really is working :)

For dinner I heated up a tupperware of leftover soup and ate half of its contents. It was enough for half a bowl, which is 1/4 of what I normally eat in terms of soup. I made one grilled cheese sandwich (2 slices cojack, 2 slices whole wheat bread) to accompany the soup. With some struggling, I finished them both, but I'm glad I ate it all because I knew I had a long night ahead of me.

I weighed myself after my nap today... 280.5!!! It's tremendous to think that I'm less than a pound away from saying au revoir to the 280s forever. I've been stuck at this ten pound stretch for long enough that I'm thrilled to see it go.

Today, I can say I'm proud of myself. I love the way my body is changing, the way my clothes fit and the way I feel moving around.

It. Feels. Great.