Oh my. I did it again. I said I wasn't going to eat or drink too much this long weekend. I started off good as usual but by the 3rd day in I was craving the picnic fare and eating all the terrible things I try so hard not to eat. I know that my stomach can't take it because it is not used to trying to digest all the crap I put into it this weekend. I am tired, cranky, and bloated. I know this will be the outcome so why on certain weekends I do it anyway?
Gone all weekend to soccer tournaments with two kids. Driving between Akron and Cleveland to watch them play in a rented RV because of the new puppy. Driving on the road, and eating on the road makes it harder for me to focus on eating properly. Sure, I brought the fruit and whole grain cereal but after a day and night watching the German Men's league soccer team (my son plays goalie off season with this team) and saying Prost too many times, the next day I craved the cheetos and hotdogs and hamburgers and more. I just gave in. No fight. No consideration when I got home yesterday to make a light meal, nope, kept right on eating.
At some point I tell myself I am sick of thinking about thinking about it. So I have at it when the reality is I feel 10 times more miserable after I indulge than not doing it at all. Some people can eat and eat and stay skinny, some people eat and eat and it shows, I fight hard to keep a balance of both but I know if would give up the weekend fun I could loss 10 pounds. I feel unhappy in tight clothes and I refuse to buy big baggy items just to feel comfortable in my hour of gluttony. Besides, the comfy cozy pants give me a false sense of comfort and when I put the jeans or shorts back on I feel even worse.
I feel your pain. I way over did this weekend!
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