I drove past Jack-in-the-Box this morning. About once a week, Hubby and I used to stop in and get breakfast. I love their supreme croissant, which has egg, cheese, ham, and bacon. Obviously, I can't get one of those again until after Lent.
Simply replacing my usual with something vegetarian isn't always the best option. It's better to just cut those things out all together. Things like pizza night or the grocery store deli are okay, since they have such a huge variety of vegetarian items. Burger joints that have limited options though are out. Even if I enter the drive thru with the plan to order a salad or garden burger or a veggie sandwich, the temptation of those pictures of big, juicy beef patties is incredibly strong. I haven't given in yet, but I've been avoiding them like the plague. Even last Sunday when we went to Billy's, it was hard to pass up one of their turkey burgers, or a fantastic chicken dish that was on the menu.
Basically, if I used to go there to eat meat, I don't go there anymore. Not until after Easter, anyway. It's simply torture. No matter how many tasty vegetarian recipes I find, I still crave meat. It's about the halfway point of Lent right now, and I can feel the craziness setting in.
I'm at 23 days. My record was 30 days, which I barely made at the time. I can feel the tension in my bones and in my veins. It's like this stress that's really deep down inside me that's just sitting there, simmering, building up and getting ready to burst. It's not a pleasant feeling. It's slowly driving me insane.
Anyways, on to food stuff. Breakfast was toast and jam, and after my workout I had a Kashi TLC Peanutty Dark Chocolate granola bar. Lunch was a Cedarlane Chile Relleno, and dinner tonight is a Little Caesars veggie pizza.
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