Do you ever wonder what your daily menu would look like typed up as a “diet” in some women’s magazine?
Last Thursday, which tied for Fort Wayne’s hottest day on record at 106 degrees, my “menu” included five servings of ice cream interspersed through the day — and the next morning I was down nearly a pound.
I‘m not saying an ice cream diet is a good idea. And I should note that the other things on my menu that day — apples, carrots, Fiber One cereal, a couple of bananas and a couple of boiled egg white sandwiches — were both nutritious and low in fat and calories.
The calorie hit for all that ice cream wasn’t too bad, either: Each serving was about 150 calories, for a total of around 750. That’s close to half a day’s calorie total for me right there. But on such a hot day I thought it was a fun and worthy sacrifice.
For the record, I had two Skinny Cow ice cream bars, two McDonald’s lowfat vanilla cones and a “baby cup” of no sugar added butter pecan at the Old 27 ice cream shop in Decatur — which appeared as a Mecca in the heat as I walked around downtown looking for wi-fi after the library turned out to be closed.
(Why is it that whenever we visit a local small town for a summer sporting event — in this case, a swim meet — I’m drawn like a magnet to these dinky little ice cream stands? I swear I didn’t even know this one existed.)