Today, I slipped a little. Last day in my classroom before summer break, no students, no boss, a completely casual day and I got a ton done, so I stopped at the local sub shop for lunch. This place is basically like Subway, but run by local hippies with the munchies. Imagine if Shaggy and Scooby Doo opened a sandwich shop. I usually steer clear of hippies, but these people make a sweet bread that's unreal. They just added barbecue chicken to the menu, and I almost ordered a half sub (about 5-6") but decided to get a whole one. First mistake.
I got the barbecue chicken with lettuce, tomatoes, pickles, onions, banana peppers . . . I've learned to load sandwiches, omelettes and anything else I can with vegetables. Then the thing comes out, I unwrap it, and it's HUGE. It's HUGE and they've covered it in MOZZARELLA.
At this point, I still have options . . . I decide I'll just eat half of it and then wrap up the rest. I'll save it for tonight's meeting . . . it's a great idea! I've saved the day! This is going to be no--wait, where'd the rest of the sandwich go?
I've been eating "normal" servings for so long now that I felt bloated and uncomfortable for at least half an hour afterward . . . but damn, was that good. Those filthy hippies have sandwiches completely figured out.
In truth, even that isn't the end of the world. I try to eat about 2000 calories per day, and I figure that was about 800-1000. I'd had 560 . . . . so I'd like to keep it under 400 or so for the rest of the day. I can do that. I may have cravings soon, but I'm not genuinely hungry, that's for sure.
