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I'm baaaaaack.

I am back from my little vacation and I am avoiding the scale like it's the plague. Actually, that's not true. I'm fighting my urge to get on the scale. While I know the number will be large (much like my ass - teeheehee), I am dying to know what it is.

Don't be alarmed if I take a pause from this post to get naked and do a little preliminary weigh in.

Thank God I don't do vlogs, huh? :)

So, anyway...I haven't tracked a damn thing this whole week.
The healthiest thing I ate all week was the fried calamari I had at the bar Friday night.


Why have I been so far off track? Well, there are many factors:
*I spent the last 4 days with The Feeder (aka my mother).
*The Feeder's house is stocked with junk food and not one single rice cake in
*I have been spending the week with my lovely companion, TOM.
*I have been super stressed and usually feed during times of stress.
*I have been in vacation mode which = relaxation = very little exercise.

So, I totally stripped and weighed in. 196. Ugh. That's up 3.4 pounds from last week's weigh in.


So, here's a recap of what I have been consuming in the past 5-6 days while on vacay, in no particular order.
It isn't pretty, people.

*2 bowls vegetable soup with ground beef
*2 handfuls peanut butter filled pretzels
*3 slices pineapple upside down cake (made by The Feeder)
*2 handfuls candy corn
*2 vanilla milkshakes
*2 orders of french fries
*1 piece of scrapple
*1 order hash browns
*1/2 plate of calamari
*5 diet sodas
*4 chocolate chip cookies
*2 slices bread with peanut butter
*7 beers
*1 grilled cheese sandwich
*1 beef chimichanga

That about sums it up.

I made absolutely no effort whatsoever to eat healthy. I could've brought food with me. I could've skipped the desserts. I could've done a lot of things. But, I didn't.

I just didn't.

And, now I'm paying for it.

Tomorrow, MB and I are back on track. We are even contemplating the Couch to 5K plan. The plan is to hit the trails tomorrow and get our fat asses moving.

I know we can do it. I know I can do it.

This little setback is just that - a little setback. It's not the end of the world. It's not the end of my journey.

It's just the beginning...again.

1 comment:

  1. Welcome back! I'm so glad you had a good vacation. You've done the hardest part - weighing in - and now it's time to move onward and downward! You can do it! :)