Good morning, it’s Monday, December 7th, and another fine Monday morning to admit to all your wrongdoings and undidthedietnesses. Or hopefully not.
What did I do this week?
I’m acting like some reckless person with an amazing metabolism who can eat anything she wants and not exercise. Like my sister. Not me. I wasn’t the blessed one. Sadly. I am not that person. I learned that long ago. So here’s the damage.
1. I uh, worked out very little. Sheesh. I can’t even remember my last workout. That’s so unlike me. I’m ashamed.
2. My husband’s birthday was Friday and we had cake and took the kids to Disney. It was pouring and freezing, so instead of Mickey’s Holiday Celebration, we went to Pizzaria Uno with their crazy deepdish and fried mozzerellanesses.
3. And in the morning we had a breakfast buffet with the characters. However, my only indiscretion (until lunch) was the bacon. I actually did very well at breakfast. I snubbed the donuts, the cinnamon buns, the sugary puffy french toast, the muffins, the bagels and the biscuits and gravy. Food victory! (And I totally count walking around Disney for 10 hours a workout. FYI.)
4. Then lunch was a burger and fries. Wah.
5. I’m awful.
6. Then wings when we got home.
7. Should I stop now?
8. I think I ran out of bad food because I ran out of days! So today is a new day.
I’m swimming today. I’m back on track this week. I’ve made a week’s worth of these to munch on. No more birthdays until Saturday when it’s my mom’s and we’re going to tea. If I play my cards right, that will be my only little tiny indiscretion.
Sigh.
I’d like a do-over please.
How bout you? Confess away sisters! Can’t get any worse than mine.
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