Second Breakfast but no Elevensies

Weve gotten into a routine around here. We have breakfast and then we have second breakfast...well most of the time.

Now, I've mentioned in the past that eating breakfast is not something I do well. In fact, I suck at it. For many reason but mostly because I'm lazy. But the boy? He's into breakfast.

So our mornings go something like this. I wake up, get up and give MacLappy some one-on-one attention. Sometime after that he gets up. When he gets up he brings me a bowl of berries, a glass of OJ, my vitamin (which I also never remember to take) and an allergy pill. Sometimes, if I remember to buy it, there's also some vanilla yogurt with the berries. Then there's coffee (I know, breakfast before coffee - shocking!). That's breakfast.

Some days after that there will be a second breakfast - sometimes immediately after, sometimes an hour after. Yesterday I had a craving for cinnamon rolls so I made some and we had a second breakfast of cinnamon rolls. Sometimes it's a piece of multi-grain toast with natural peanut butter. Today it was a ham omelette (er and a cinnamon roll...we have to eat them before we go stale right?).

And some days it's just berries.

But for the last 6 weeks or so I've had breakfast almost every day. It turns out all I needed was someone to make it for me. ;)

What have I noticed since I've started eating breakfast, and really three real meals, every day?

I have more energy...most days. This time of year the up and down of the weather can cause me a few problems (barometric pressure changes maybe?) but overall energy is up. When I go for a long walk, which we've been doing a few times a week, I don't feel totally drained by the time I get home. When I am tired I recover more quickly.

I've also gained weight. Which is mostly a good thing. I've hovered around underweight (but just about every standard you could measure by) for about 10 years. There have been times when I've been obviously underweight but most of the time I right at that cusp between healthy and not to so healthy. My weight was steady enough (most of the time) that my doctor's weren't concerned as long as they knew that I wasn't trying to lose weight. As long as I was maintaining it was fine.

I've gained about 10 lbs since the beginning on the year. Overall I feel stronger. Solid. I can walk up the blasted hill without feeling like I'm going to keel over.

The downside? My clothes don't really fit. My summer clothes really don't fit very well. And that is well, depressing. Being currently jobless means that I don't exactly have a lot of cash with which to buy new clothes that do fit so I'm getting buy with the ones that I can fit into. And it's mostly ok. But it does through a hamper into the job search thing because my "office" clothes I suspect don't really fit any more. To be honest I'm too chicken to try them on.

But I'm eating breakfast every day. Woohoo! ;)