Ooooh, you are good Sara. You know what I ate today?
Breakfast was a turkey sandwich. Why? I couldn't tell you, but that was what I wanted. Just rye bread and turkey.
Then, I needed sweet potato fries. I am guessing they are a carb, and are prolly high in natural sugar too (plus I ate all of the sugary snack stuff in the first three days, so I had to rely on natural sugar). Not sure if that was breakfast no. 2, or lunch no. 1.
When I wrote that post it was because I was about to eat for the third time today. A bowl of elbow macaroni with tomato sauce. I guess that is lunch no. 2.
So, carbs and turkey. Boy, did you nail me. When I don't feel "right" (ie, I feel lousy, but not horrible), I always give in to my cravings. I figure if my body is craving something, it means I need it. Sometimes I think I should ignore my cravings, that there seems to be no reason for them. But then Sara comes along and tells me why I am craving these things, and I don't feel so bad.
Margaret, who is following Cyndi's lead by eating Manhattan this week, but only because her body is telling her to.
