191.5 this morning, which is my all-year low. I thought 192 was my all-year low but I was wrong. At any rate, it's going in the right direction, finally.
Just before I left work, I had about 1350 calories for the day. Since I was downtown, I planned on going to see a movie after work, and then grabbing a slice of my favorite pizza and a salad from
Pizza Schmizza. I had enough calories that I could stay under 1800 calories total if I did that.
But...
I was at a different work site than normal, and in one section there's some ladies who have a huge smorgasbord of candy. All kinds; chocolate, gummi, crunchy. Even some nuts and non-sugared snacks like pretzels. It's very hard for me to work there and not stop by. I generally do two things to counter my candy urge, though: I make sure and donate some money to their candy fund, and I try to keep track of all the calories from what I get. That helps me scale back.
Yesterday, I dropped a dollar in the cup, and took out four dark chocolate malt balls. So yummy. Four balls of about 1" in diameter. After I ate them, I then had to figure out their calories. I looked up Whoppers on
Calorie-Count, the site I use to track my diet, and what they showed was 120 calories for "1.0 ounce". Hmmm... how many balls to an ounce? And aren't Whoppers smaller than 1" diameter?
Yes, Whoppers are smaller than the malt balls I ate. I didn't calculate it right away, since I had a movie to go see, but I knew I would have to do some math to compare how much larger a 1" diameter sphere is than a 3/4" diameter sphere. All through the movie, I worried that eating that candy, plus a slice of pizza and a salad, would put me over, and jeopardize my awesome day.
After the movie, I walked over to a store and found a box of Whoppers. One serving was 41 grams, or about 18 balls, for 180 calories, and, yes, those are smaller than the candies I ate, by about a quarter inch.
I went ahead and ate the pizza dinner I'd been craving. Afterward, because of the fear of going over my calorie limit, I felt the strong urge to just give in and grab dessert or a donut or a coffee drink. Just give up.
But I told myself several things:
- I was full from dinner. Eating more would only make me feel over-full.
- Whatever brief pleasure I got from eating something sweet would not feel better than the satisfaction tomorrow of maintaining control and not eating one more bite.
- That the disappointment of seeing my weight go up tomorrow is greater than the pleasure of seeing it remain the same or going down.
And the best part is that I believed all that. I could see the logic and the pleasure in each thought.
On the bus ride home from downtown, I did the math and found that a 1" diameter sphere is about 2.3 times larger in volume than a 3/4" sphere, which is more than I thought it would be. So assuming the candies are proportioned the same, I figured one of those large dark chocolate balls was 2.3 times the calories of one of the Whoppers, which means those four balls I ate were approximately equal to 9.2 of the Whoppers, or about 90 calories. Don't you just love math?
And, as I said above, I weighed in a half-pound lower this morning. So vindicated.
And I rode my bicycle to work today! More exercise, please!
Labels: diet, exercise