Eating habits

I’m not a very good eater. I eat a lot of crap, and drink a lot of, well not crap but bad stuff. But I eat a lot of crap. And as much as I have now successfully gotten over the problem of having a KFC 2 minutes walk away, I moved on to the charcoal chicken take-away with the nasty old Italian woman who I had a fight with because she wouldn’t give me a wing (I love chicken – but would not eat thigh, or wings, or drumsticks or skin or stuffing or well anything except the breast meat. Hmm maybe I don’t like chicken after all).

I  don’t eat breakfast, ever. I did when I was little and forced to, but the amount of times where I had a piece of bread, or a rice cracker with Vegemite (hey – I’m Aussie okay?) were far too many to count. If I do eat – it’ll be the smallest of small things around 10.30 – 11. And more often than not I get to 11.40 or so, realise I haven’t eaten and go “Oh well, I’ll just wait for lunch.”

Lunch. Now there’s the one word of the day that fills me with hope and fear. Our office has a chef that comes in and prepares us lunch. And the smell fills the place from about 11 onwards. And man is there some delicious and unhealthy things. My one saving grace is that I usually stuff myself with enough food that I don’t eat any of the dessert or afternoon tea that he also makes (although if its apple crumble… and if he makes scones for morning tea I’ll eat that for breakfast). And when its chicken schnitzel and wedges for lunch? Ah I just can’t get enough! And in the last few weeks I have tried to add more of the salads (which are usually oily eg Greek or creamy eg Waldorf or potato) so that’s not much better.

Oh and we have a soft drink fridge. Which the company pays for. I switched around the time I started here to coke zero rather than normal coke (and now I couldn’t probably switch back! – as amazing as that is for someone who used to go through normal coke like a hot knife through butter.) Although because it’s fizzy and well, coke. Not to mentioned stuffed with sweeteners and who knows whatever other preservatives etc.

And I’ve stopped buying as many snacks for home – and those that I do buy I attempt to get healthier versions than I used to. Like I’ll buy pre-packaged popcorn or rice snacks and nuts.

And it wouldn’t help that most dinners/recipes etc are for 4 people – and our house will cook for 2 -3 depending on the night. Which generally means everyone gets a little bit more and when these tend to be things like curries or pastas, and we eat late, the food probably doesn’t get enough time to digest.

I find food hard to calculate, portion etc.  but if that’s hard –  my worse crime is measuring standard drinks. I cannot (and will not ever) standardise what I drink. Vodka is splashed into a glass before topped up with whatever, and some of my wine glasses hold easily a third of a bottle if I really tried. And thanks to various housemates and accidents, we don’t really have any ‘standard’ for which I could measure one and know how many ‘standard drinks’ I have in a night. As far as I’m concerned if I have 4 glasses of wine and polish off a bottle – well I’ve had 4 standard drinks. They’re standard for me. Nor does it help I chop and change what I’m drinking over the course of the night pretty much every night.  Spirits, red wine, white wine, liqueur… Nor does it help that I’ll generally leave a bottle for the next night – with the casks that we buy? 2 x 4L wine casks? They’ll be gone in a week. Almost like clockwork.

All this was meant to justify my results.  It’s made me feel like a pig.

Oh and for justification of the above?

• Drinks had tonight: 3
• Drinks the bottle says I’ve had tonight: 8

Enough said.