The Custom

We have a custom in my office of going out to eat at a restaurant for staff meetings. The places on our list to go pretty much have food that aren't in my meal plan or have food I don't want to eat. So my plan today is to eat my salad before we got at noon so that I won't have to eat when we go. I am a little bit afraid to feel like a social outcast for not eating with the group, but I really don't want to blow it for the day because of a meeting tradition.

Last night was a little difficult. I drive to Reno, an hour away every week for meetings and appointments. (Last night I have a wonderful massage with my favorite massage therapist among other things.) And I don't get back home until 9pm. I am either driving or sitting in meetings, and I don't usually take food with me. I tried eating my afternoon snack, cottage cheese, while driving, and that was a messy undertaking. And I was starving after the meeting. I stopped at Super Burrito and got 2 chicken soft tacos with nothing on them. I forgot how big those tacos are, I maybe could have lived on one. I'm not sure how they prepare their meat, but it tastes boiled.

I really have to talk to my trainer about Reno days so I can have a plan for eating on the go. I really don't want to have to pack an ice chest on those days. I already look like a mule carrying a large assortment of Rubbermaid containers to work every day with my meals and snacks for the 10-hour day.