I finally found a NS meal that I cannot stand. BBQ beef over rice. It was so bad I wound up tossing it out. I think the horridness came from the BBQ sauce–it tasted like going to the dentist. I don’t know any other way to describe it. Just…nasty.
I got on the scale this morning and was down another 2 pounds, but I know better than to count on that for the week.
While I am going to get tired of salads (I can replace that with salad veggies, and I foresee a trip to the grocery store today to get some cucumbers) I’m not getting hungry very often. Pretty much only before it’s time to eat again.
The Other Half’s food hasn’t even shipped yet, so there’s no telling when he’ll be able to start. I’ve read lots of people commenting on a sudden slowdown in food shipments…could be related to the fact that NS is diverting a lot of their stock south as donations to feed displaced hurricane victims. So he can wait a few days…I offered to let him start with part of my food, but he’s afraid I’ll get caught with no food if his doesn’t ship soon enough.
I doubt I would starve or begin a feeding frenzy; I do know how to eat low glycemic on my own, but he’s not willing to let me lose my momentum, so I appreciate that.
Now, I just wish my digestive system would get used to the increase in bulk…I am socially unacceptable, and sometimes afraid to sneeze…