School, Quesadilla Souzas & Giada De Laurantis

In case your logging on to this blog for the first this. I am using this format as a public journal to archive my struggle with food addiction. To catch up on this and more please return to the blog of 12-21-12 titled Chronicles of a Food Junkie. That's where it all began. Than You.

I return to Laney College this evening to continue learning video editing, the advanced class. I know I've said I would putting out more videos on the net, but the reality of it is I just don't have the time, what with work, exercise, and this incessant cathartic blog.  On top of that I'm not happy with the quality of the videos, especially the older ones. So, they will get up there when they get up there, or they won't. Who really wants to look at my fat ass cooking food anyway? Wouldn't you rather see Giada De Laurantis make a banana cream? I know I would.

One of my many bad food habits last semester was stopping at this Mexican take out joint down the street that makes incredible quesadilla souzas. I'd get a carne asada, a small order or beans, rice, salsa, chips and guacamole to go, come home a woof it all down. That was my treat for making it through another video class at Laney college. After a couple of times it became a habit. I was like a laboratory rat in a cocaine addiction study, or Pavlov's dog. Ding a ling, class is over, quesadilla here I come.

Speaking of time. If anyone else is considering following a similar path as myself i.e., changing their relationship with food, and loosing weight, there is a lot of time spent shopping and cooking. It takes me a couple of hours a day. I have the flexibility in my schedule where I can devote the time to exercise and shopping, and I have the cooking skills, but many people don't. I encourage people to get healthy for their own sake. In this country we work all the time. Fast processed food is quick and cheap. Even if it's not processed foods, like the quesadillas, it's foods high in calories. There's enough cheese in that meal alone to sink a bathtub ship. After working 12 hours a day who wants to exercise. It's, fuck this I"m tired, give me that quesadilla, some chips/salsa, a couple of Negro Modellos, and I'm good to go.  I understand all these reasons for getting out of shape. We get into these patterns. We're creatures of habit.

But, getting us in shape buys us more time here on planet earth. Bottom line, being out of shape will shorten our lives. There's no way around it. Once I get back to my fighting weight, and I've changed my mind set, then I can have that quesadilla, and it will last me for two meals instead of one. Discipline.

 That's it for today. Thanks for logging on.

Peace,

Make Food/Not War

Food consumption:  1-22-13

Breakfast: 1/2 banana, fried potatoes with herbs/spices, 2 eggs over easy, plain black tea, 2 piece of
                 French bread w/butter (yum...a treat for sure)

Lunch: 1 piece of Tilapia, medium salad with black olive of Provence, red bell peppers, cucumbers,  vinaigrette

Dinner: Small piece of toasted baguette (last of it), and a little black wax cheddar cheese, medium bowl of pasta w/evoo, salt, fresh oregano, red peppers, fresh garlic and Romano cheese

Snacks: Raisins, nuts

Exercise; 6 miles walking