Sick and Tired of Being Sick and Tired | Day 12
Essentially this entry is just a continuation of yesterday because we stayed up past midnight. Does this mean I’m not boring anymore? Please say yes!!!!! Please!!!!
At first we attempted to walk to Katz’s Deli but got disoriented and just got into a taxi. I was so excited for the best pastrami in the whole entire world. Breaking my diet is worth it for this sandwich. They are just mammoth beasts. My salivary glands were in full anticipation of everything. My brother and I giggled as we watched them slice the meat and stack it high onto the moist fresh rye bread. This was food porn at its best. My brother and I rushed to a table and we both took bites that seemed bigger than our own heads. And that’s when it happened……..
We both keeled over due to stomach issues of an undisclosed sort. We then each took one more bite without saying anything as if just to do our due diligence. The first bite was confirmed based on second bite it seemed. We both looked at each other and felt that something was different. The meat just wasn’t the same as last time. It was greasier than we remembered and it had an ill effect on us. Our bodies were rejecting Katz’s Deli. At this moment, we both wished that we just split one between the both of us as it was a $20 sandwich. If you converted that into Canadian dollars it would be close to one million.
My brother didn’t want that $20 to go to waste so he soldiered on like a kid who said he didn’t need a coat in near freezing conditions. Shaking like nothing was wrong. Whereas, I lay my bread down. I was a dissenter. This wasn’t a war I needed to fight. In fact, this was a blessing in disguise. I watched my brother eat…… in horror. The almighty dollar got the best of him. His mind won over body and soul. It disgusted me. I will not lie. The look on my face was that of shame for him. I just wanted to go home to sleep at this point and we finally did after the last piece of pastrami was cleaned from his plate.
Then we slept.
Then we woke up early. And we walked to get the Fitbit steps in on the day. We just did random things all day. We got gifts all around town and I didn’t mind when we went the wrong way either. It might have annoyed my brother, but he wasn’t as serious about the steps as I was. He also didn’t care about what he ate either. I watched him down a whole medium sausage and pepperoni pizza by himself. This was not a light pizza in any way. This was a New York Pizza. He gets heartburn/acid reflux from tomato sauce too and he just didn’t give a fuck. Oh man, was I was jealous. I wish. UGHHHHHHHH!!!
Eventually we had a rest period and went back to our Airbnb as it got quite chilly out. We rested for awhile and then went in search of food on foot for more Fitbit steps. At this point, I felt pretty good about myself and my choices since I’ve been in New York. My will was strong.
The whole Pastrami sandwich debacle had me thinking that my stomach and body were changing for the better. If you consistently make poor food choices then your body gets used to feeling bad. Thus, you can’t tell if what you ate is affecting you or not. Now that I’ve been eating well, I can hear my body better when it’s not a fan of what I’m ingesting.
That’s a major breakthrough right there and I’m pretty, pretty, pretty thrilled with myself.
I could tell you what we did the rest of the day but it wouldn’t make for good blogging. I’ll leave the juicy bits for tomorrow 🙂
DAY 12 STATS
Weight: 189.5 Pounds
Distance: 16.19 km
Time: 147 Minutes
Peak Heart Rate: 0 Minutes
Cardio Heart Rate: 3 Minutes
Fat Burn Heart Rate: 1 Hr 54 Minutes
Resting Heart Beats Per Minute: 65
Calories Burned: 3422
Calories Taken In: 2621
(All Calories Are Best Estimates. When In Doubt I Went Higher)
(I’ve never been a breakfast guy FYI. Eating breakfast at all is new to me.)
Pastrami Sandwich: 868 Calories
Fruit Cup: 140 Calories
Smoothie: 156 Calories
Protein Shake: 321 Calories
Tortilla Chips: 488 Calories
Sushi with Seafood and Veggies: 648 Calories
Thanks for following my adventure. If you have any questions, I’m just an email away.
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