Nektir

It is hard to keep this up with the intention that I’m trying to track my consumption and energy levels. This should mean daily blogging but sometimes the thought of putting inanity up here about what I’ve consumed on a daily basis and what exercise I’ve managed not to do doesn’t seem productive.

But as usual that points out some of the fatal flaws in my thinking. This isn’t just about food and energy but that I need to consider what is actually going on in my life and what I enjoy as actually interesting. That I don’t need to put up a farce of what I think is interesting for other people to read and to oh-so-carefully tap out every word so exactingly to ensure that some wit comes out. It’s just me being me. Tracking what is currently important to me and right now that’s my health – physical, mental and all of the above. Besides, where art thou dear readers? This isn’t even very public.

The day before last I managed to convince myself that ordering an over abundance of Thai food wasn’t going to be as satisfying or nearly as healthy as just purchasing a small bundle of crunchy green vegetables from Chinatown and then heating it up with some fresh rice noodles in chicken broth with pieces of roast duck from King’s Noodles. I eventually grew to crave those slippery and mildly springy noodles as I made my way on the TTC. It was nothing short of fantastically comforting and fresh feeling. Plus I didn’t have a surplus of food to stack tightly into the already stacked but not particularly edible fridge that would eventually just rot.

Although the reverse seemed to occur at the birthday bash and after eating a minimal 10 pieces of nigiri for brunch, I proceeded to consume a couple burgers and a whack load of spider dogs. I’m amazed that I stayed away from the other snack foods the way I did. At the very least it seemed to provide just enough cushion in my stomach to prevent the after effects of imbibing all afternoon, straight into the evening and onto the early morning from doing a full assault on my brain.

Oh festivities, how I hope I will not be too old and tired to partake in you like the poor 29 year old who had appeared to given up all hope and just wanted to stay in with the comfort of his home.

Head: Document planning

Heart: None

Tummy: 10 pieces Nigiri, 1 Kani Croquette, 1.5 Burgers with cheese and tomato, 3 Red Hots Spider Dogs, handful of Ruffles Plain chips, Moet Champagne, sparkling grapefruit beverage

Vitals: Great