Went to a Tim Horton's today. Walked right in like I belonged there. Ordered a bowl (it was more like a cup) of chicken noodle soup, diet soda, and a whole wheat roll (bigger than a roll - like a small sub roll) Bought the paper before I went. Sat down at a table in a corner by the window. Enoyed the soup and the roll. Love dunking the roll in the soup. Love the contrast of cold soda and hot soup. Loved reading the paper, doing the crosswords, looking around the room at all the old guys hanging out, having coffee, shooting the breeze (must have been the time of day for seniors to congregate for coffee) Sound boring? Not to me. Here's the difference: before I never would have chosen Tim Horton's for a meal because they don't have fries - my food of choice for a fast food place. Before I never would have entered the restaurant but would have used the anonymous drive thru. First you talk to an invisible person on the intercom so there is no embarassment in ordering large fries plus plus plus plus plus. Before I would not have considered the calorie count. Before I would not have arrived at the restaurant after an hour of hard work at the gym. Before I would never have sat at a table by myself to consume the thousands of calories in my typical fast food order. Before I would have either sat in the parking lot or driven while smashing handfuls of fries into my mouth. All that salt and grease.
The reason my visit to Tim Horton's wasn't boring was because it was just so normal. Walked in, ordered a reasonable meal, sat and ate at a leisurely pace, read the paper, did the crosswords, observed the other customers, left with a smile. I don't think being a normal eater will ever become boring to me.
215 this morning. Still bumped up but going back down.  And there is a long hard muscle developing in my thighs!! I have definition in my thighs!! You have to look pretty hard to see it - but it's definitely there! And it's mine!!