I feel fat.
(I promise this has a happy ending).
I've felt fat for, oh, a few weeks now at least. The stupid scale at the gym with its dumb high number plus my jeans being tight ... yeah. I feel fat. And it's a totally consuming thing. Every single minute I think anew about how fat I am and how I DO not feel wedding dress or bikini worthy and how ... yeah. I could go on.
So I've been running every day. And trying not to stuff my face with stuff that isn't good for me (and believe me, working in a coffee house there is PLENTY of that around). And avoiding ice cream. And making lower-calorie meals. And drinking lots of Diet Coke and water.
But there is a problem ...
Enter my muffin obsession. I LOVE muffins. But muffins are not healthy. In fact, muffins are the opposite of healthy -- unless, of course, you are an awesome muffin maker like myself.
This morning I made a fairly delicious banana muffin with only 111 calories. That's right, 111. I did this by altering an already low fat muffin recipe to exclude pecans (which I dont like anyway) and oil and substituting applesauce instead. Bye-bye 70 calories.
And they are not bad at all. A little squishy with the banananess plus applesauce, but not bad. I think I could probably add more oats and a tad more baking powder to achieve a little bit of a dryer muffin with a higher rise. But that is neither here nor there.
I Heart Muffins.