Here it is almost 5 PM, and I’m not sure how much longer I can last without putting some substantial food into me.
I rode pretty hard today, and all I’ve had since getting home is some left over meat loaf, an apple, about 6 sticks of celery (each stick is good for about 90 seconds), and one of those chocolate chip cookies that are always staring me in the face in the kitchen.
I know, but I couldn’t resist. Hey, I rode hard today, and I needed a sugar fix. Unfortunately not even that has quelled my desire to eat more at this moment.
The worst part is, Edie is planning on baked chicken tonight, and that takes at least an hour, which right now is seeming like an eternity.
This losing weight thing isn’t getting any easier yet, but at least I’m getting closer to my goal. I’ve already lost one pound since last Sunday. 
I think I’ll go make a salad now. That may encourage Edie to get dinner started.
Imagine what your weight would be like if you DIDN’T peddle all of those miles. I think a pound a week is good, especially considering that this was stuffing week, in more way than one.
Yeah, I know. That’s one reason I ride so much, but I do enjoy the competitive nature as well.