Here’s a secret…I don’t blog about every single thing I eat.
I’ve blogged about this fact before, but I thought it needed a refresher. What you see is probably 80-90% of my food on any given day, sometimes less. You usually get the gist of my main meals and snacks, but there are things missing in between.
- I nibble while I cook.
I’m a horrible nibbler. I have a bad habit of starting to cook while I’m hungry and usually take bites of everything to take the edge off before it’s done. I also taste test along the way to get an idea of how everything is coming along. Sometimes I’m so full from nibbling (little bites add up quickly!) that I’m not that hungry when it actually comes time to eat. Hence, why my portion sizes are on the small size sometimes.
- I eat in front of the fridge
Today was a perfect example of this. I was standing in front of the fridge trying to figure out what to make for lunch when I grabbed the tupperware container of leftover rotisserie chicken. I mindlessly ate a few bites before putting the chicken back and grabbing for the eggs instead (I decided to save the chicken for dinner tonight). I usually like to keep grapes in the fridge to give myself something to munch, but I’ll also grab berries, bites of cheese, and even slices of turkey.
- I have a little something before every workout
Usually I’m out the door by 6:30am on any given weekday for a run, swim, or on my way to the gym. I’m not one of those people who can do any of those things on an empty stomach, so I usually have 1/2 a granola bar, a handful of cereal, or something, anything, to give me a boost of energy.
So, there you have it. Not everything that I eat finds its way on this blog. If it did, I might go a little crazy trying to capture it all.
After I decided to put the chicken away for dinner, I grabbed two eggs and made open faced eggs and toast with some of the multigrain baguette (also nibbled on while I was cutting it).
With cheese (I had an extra piece while slicing it), carrot sticks, and hummus.
Not a true picture of every little thing I ate, but a gist of the final meal.
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