progress, er, something

okay. here's what i ate today. and then i'll define what i mean by progress.

for breakfast, i had a pancake as big as my head. progress is that it had pecans in it, not chocolate chips. it was made with freshly ground whole wheat and honey, not white flour and white sugar. and it had a little honey on it, not butter and syrup. and i didn't finish it. i was full.

for lunch i had a plain bagel with cream cheese, and then a second pancake as big as my head. (it's okay to laugh, it gets worse.) this pancake had chocolate chips in it, originally, until the Dave surgically removed them with his fork. no worries, i added more, and a layer of cream cheese to keep them on. it was delicious. then i ate some of a leftover pork chop and had a cup of coffee with cappucino mix added.

for supper i had a grilled chicken sandwich from mickey d's with no mayo. the progress is that i didn't get apple pies (i always get and eat two, cuz they're cheaper that way) or a drink. no. the progress is that i didn't even really want those things.

the progress is that there is a little self control. a little less binge. was today a carb heavy day completely deplete of vegetables? yes it was. but i really ate only at meals, in somewhat appropriate amounts, and was satisfied. there was still delicious food available at all three meals and i stopped eating in spite of it.

it may not be impressive. but for me, that's progress, er, something.