Thank goodness for free coffee -rebecca harrison
Friday, November 5th, 2010Day 2
Thankfully today I didnt want up to the smell of eggs. I did however wake up with quite the head ache. Thank goodness I could still make my home brewed coffee. I started the day off with peanut butter and toast once again. There is nothing like a big glass of milk with peanut butter but the powdered milk is very sweet and having not mixed it the night before was kinda lumpy. Just after breakfast I had to pack for a two day trip for work. I am not usually a light packer and this trip was no exception. I had to bring a lot of documents, clothing and this time food. The canned food I picked and a few snacks I figured would allow me to eat my meals while on the road. I took a can of alphegetty some cup of soup a can of salmon, as well as the boc of triskets and fruit loops for snacks. This way when I was sitting in lunch meetings could snack away while others ate. Before I left for the train I treated myself to a cup of soup followed by a big glass of water. On the train my stomach rumbled as I watched people eating their take out lunch all around me. I am usually one of those people when I am working away from my office. After getting on the road and informing my traveling companion for the trip of my special diet plan i got that all familiar craving for coffee. Thankfully I had brought a veritable vat of my own home brewed coffee with me. So as my colleague stopped to grab a coffee I simply requested the restaurant to warm mine up. We arrived at our destination around 5 and after only coffee in the car my stomach was grumbling. I tore through a good portion of my triscuits before heading into the meeting. The meeting provided fresh fruit and pizzas for everyone but I declined wanting to ensure that I got the most out of my challenge experience. Again I turned to my triscuits before the meeting was over. After the meeting we headed out to a pub with the other attendees. I want to start off by saying I love pub fare. Sweet potato fries, chicken wings and all the stuff that you smell the moment you enter. Tonight was no exceptions. All the other attendees treated themselves to a variety of pub delights and I tried to make due on intelligent coversation to stave off my appetite until we were back at my hosts house. When we arrived in for the night I made my alphgetty and got ready for bed. My stomach felt full but continued to rumble. Given my busy schedule I dont usually have the time to make my own meals but when I was challenged to I found that it was extremely hard to fit it into my day. Off to bed once again feeling quite sluggish. Once I got to bed I found it really hard to get to sleep. I had stopped drinking coffee much earlier than usual but I think with my diet being off it may have affected me more than usual. It was a very long night.
Day 3 Thank goodness for free coffee. I refilled my vat from the home brew at our host’s house before we made our way out the door around 7am. We had a morning breakfast meeting and I felt barely awake. That coffee would have to do me until the last speaking event of the trip at my old high school. Once again I resorted to fruit loops for my breakfast. Without the milk it was less fulfilling but not as sweet. I ate the bag that I had brought with me and tried to focus on my notes for the next meeting. My concentration since starting this challenge has definitely been affected. I find it hard to concentrate on one thing at time and often trail off in my thoughts. Never the less I got through my interviews and meetings and just after 12 noon we were on to the last event of the day before the trip home. We spoke to a high school class at my old high school. I was happy that I was able to focus and share the week’s experience with the students. After leaving we stopped to do a few phone meetings and I was able to get a chance to eat some tuna and another cup of soup. I spent the rest of the trip home drinking copious amounts of water. When I got on the Go Train home from Mississauga only to once again be surrounded by people eating take out. Triscuits to the rescue. While on the train I attempted to study for my night school french midterm that night. Again I felt really scattered. I got off the train in Whitby and got a quick ride to my test. Thankfully my husband had made me some coffee at home and brought it with him. I got to class just in time to write the test. I am not sure how I did but I felt rushed from the get go.I tried to focused on what II had studied but I was alll over the place. I am ususally at the mercy of a very tight schedule and I have generally adapted very well. This time however I found it hard to get on track. When I got home I made some pasta and sauce and went to bed early.

