5 lbs of Chicken Breast
This week’s experiment happened on Saturday. See, I had been in Florida for the the week and I looked for alligator steaks, but all I found was jerky. It would have cost over $100 to buy enough calories for a day. I love you very much, and thank you for reading this. I know you would have enjoyed reading about me eating a terrifying predator, but this blog generates hunger and diarrhea, not money. I looked for a plan B.
On the way home I saw this:
I didn’t feel inspired. Then I saw this:
It was on!
I have tried Bacon and Tuna with mixed results, so I was curious to try boneless skinless chicken breast. It’s portrayed as super healthy, lean, and in my opinion it is tastier than canned tuna. I went into the day with high hopes and a ton of food. We’re talking 5 lbs, 9 big pieces. See?
I slept in a bit, read a book on starvation and found myself to be feeling pretty hungry myself. I went outside and fired up the grill. My neighbor across the street was doing yard work and yelled over:
She didn’t want any.
It was about 11 before I finally got down to eating. I had 2 and half pieces (yes, they are breasts, let’s just call them pieces though) for brunch. I checked my email walked around the yard and decided it was lunch time. I threw a few pieces in a pot, boiled them, and ate lunch. I had one and half. Plain. I wasn’t hungry and it was hard work to eat that much chicken. I am learning that when my body doesn’t want or need something it starts to appear very disgusting to me. Normally I love chicken, but in that volume it was pretty gross.
I was thoroughly stuffed. Most days when I am eating 2000 calories I have to come up with a plan to budget out what food I have so as to not be hungry all day. This day it was the opposite. I had to make a plan to eat all five pounds without ever being too stuffed to move. Like this:
After lunch I went out and hung a wood duck nesting box by the creek. I was destroying enough poultry that day that I had to do something to offset the damage. I had the same feeling I had when eating tuna; I was stuffed but incredibly thirsty at the same time. I pounded about 10 cups of water, but still felt thirsty. There was no room in the inn for any more, so I just dealt with feeling thirsty.
I found that I was feeling very tired. I had a long crazy week, not a lot of sleep, and was off caffeine for the first time in a while, so I’m not sure it’s fair to blame the chicken… but lethargic would be a pretty good word to describe me that day.
My little brother came over to take a performance testing run. I ate some more chicken and we headed out together to see how things went:
We did the first two miles in the 8:30 range, but the last mile dropped off somewhere into the 9s. I felt pretty solid, but still no real energy.
Here is dinner:
Again on the grill. I ate 3 of these pieces, and had one more for a bed time snack.
Taste: A bit on the bland side, but not too shabby. I was craving cake pops all day.
Fullness Factor:Amazing! I was full all day. Stuffed for most of it.