Me figuring out what to eat is like an advanced word problem: I want a different protein at every meal, but for breakfast that can only be yogurt or eggs and for snack that can only be yogurt or nuts, I only want starch for one meal, and I think in my present condition that I can't even cook more than one day per week and on that day I can't even cook more than one recipe. Which means I'm looking at you, ready to eat things—but not too processed ready to eat things, mmkay. And which also means I'm looking at der schweetums. Who comes with his own set of word problems, chief among them that he doesn't really love meat. Which I only just learned, I have apparently entertained some highly gendered notions about protein consumption until pretty recently.
So speaking of ready to eat, I have gingerly retested greek yogurt and it seems okay now. I don't know what that was all about, but I'm glad it's over. I liked goat milk yogurt a lot, but greek yogurt is a lot more available. So I'm back to greek yogurt and fruit for breakfast, erryday:
Then back to egg bites for work day lunch:
Obviously this pic was not taken at the office, but I'm in a jam. Trust me, it looks just the same.
Things ended very abruptly and SO HARD between me and noodle jars, by the way. I don't know what happened, it was going so well and then it wasn't.
Staying with chicken and rice bowl for gym day lunch:
Also rice bowl for work day dinner, here der schweetums has taken it upon himself to learn my ground meat recipes, as he can just about deal with ground meat.
I would like him to learn my slow meat recipes too, but I don't think he's going to do well with visible muscle fibers. Maybe when we get to that point, we can pivot and he can learn egg bites. Or maybe this therapy and medication will start working and I will again be able to cook more than one thing, who knows not where a wasp does wear his sting. (Which is to say, who knows.)
Have I told you this already: for "dinner" on gym days, I just sling a bottle of tart cherry water into my gym bag; this has been a gamechanger. I eat my starch meal for lunch and pretty much stay fueled for the rest of the day on that, and don't have to think about timing my dinner before going to the gym—that was always awkward, this is much smoother.
I want to always drink a little tart cherry juice (high in melatonin) before bed to help me sleep (though in truth it's the clonazepam doing the yeoman's work there), so I'll end my work days with a little glass and some cashews (high in magnesium, also for sleeping).
On gym days I just finish what's left of my tart cherry water and then I decided I could kobayashi maru my word problem and snack on an egg bite if I'm hungry.
Do you want to see it in table form? Yes, right? Eee hee hee: