June 15, 2010 By lisa
I haven’t participated in True Confessions in a very long time. It’s been ugly, folks.
- I haven’t weighed myself in over a month. Not because the scale is broken or I forgot where it was located, but because I have no interest in what it says to me. It is dead to me.
- We were gone from June 2-June 12 for the 1/2 marathon and then family vacation. We drove. Translation: mindless snacking in the car. And lots of fast food for meals. Ugh. On the way home, I literally felt ill at the thought of eating another burger and fries- yeck.
- In the hours after the 1/2 marathon, I could not eat. My stomach was tight and full and not hungry AT ALL. I barely ate anything until dinnertime and at dinner, I ate salad and a scoop of mashed potatoes. This proved to be a fatal error in judgement when I proceeded to drink a few glasses of wine and a few cocktails over the next few hours. IJS.
- Speaking of the hotel I wasn’t really speaking of the hotel but how was I supposed to segue into that?,I had a horrifying experience that Saturday morning. After showering, I dried off and wrapped my hair in a towel. I threw open the bathroom door (I am buck naked except for the towel on my head and that didn’t cover much, kwim?) only to be greeted with a male housekeeper making the beds in our room. I squealed and quickly back pedaled BACK into the bathroom, slamming the door shut. The worker quickly exited the room. It took me a minute of deep breathing NOT to effing lose it right there in the bathroom!
- Food, more food, and more food. Hardly any fruits and veggies. Thinking about it makes me sick to my stomach.
I’m ready to get back on track with eating right and feeling good. How about you?