This weekend was fun. Really fun. Family is probably one of my favorite things these days. However, it also caused great havoc around my diet and exercise plan. I would like to think that I did pretty good. However, i am fairly confident that there was nothing good about this weekend. Its almost like I was trusted to go off the Biggest Loser ranch and try a weekend on my own. And I failed. Now, one might be wondering right about now why I titled this blog Paparazzi. That's because I felt like I was being harangued by a bunch of money hungry photographers trying to find me in a compromising position. And I think they might have. The dirty bastards.
In the next few days as you happen upon my facebook page, or perhaps you decided to do some re-reading of this blog and notice comments pop up with pictures attached, remember that I spoke first about this. I broke the story. Yes, on Friday night I ate some definitely unhealthy lasagna. And Yes, I also consumed several pieces of texas toast. And I may have even enjoyed a piece of chocolate cake and ice cream. NOW, if I can come to my own defense, I would say that the portions were created for me. Also, the ice cream was Breyers, so you know, thats all natural. Would it help if I told you I didn't like it all that much? I mean, I would say that, even if it is a big lie.
Then Saturday hit. Starbucks and Noah's bagels in the AM. And while I should have chosen something relatively healthy like a skinny, sugar free vanilla latte or something, I opted for my usual...Venti Iced Caramel Macchiato, extra sweet - heavy on the syrup, heavy on the caramel. Pretty sure I gained a pound or two back from that little tasty delight. That evening, it was pizza at Stonefire Grill. It was just cheese - but I had three pieces. This was all followed by two scoops of Mint Chocolate Chip ice cream from Baskin Robbins. AND a trip to the dollar store to include multiple candies. I am a sinner. And as a sinner, it is only right for me to confess my sins to all of you loyal followers. I am sorry.
This morning I had the "opportunity of a lifetime" to go and run up a bunch of stairs at 8am. One would think that I would have done it. I mean, the family was all doing it, so why wouldn't I fall for the peer pressure. yeah, please refer to a previous post about Saturdays and early morning workouts and apply the same theory to Sunday mornings. it ain't gonna happen. Instead, I conned my 18 year old cousin in to getting me a yogurt parfait from Noah's Bagels this morning. Then I was refined and had a 6 inch sub from Subway....followed by a delicious and calorie filled Jamba Juice. So I am going to make an attempt at the gym tonight, in great hopes of making up for this weekend. The weigh in - which has officially moved to Wednesday mornings so as to get a real weight - will more than likely be disasterous, so you must tune in.
On a happy side note - I did make it up to 7 minutes of running non-stop on Friday morning before the great decline. Lets see if I can make it 8 tonight.
Dr. Travis
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hahahah wow what a weekend! well dont be so hard on yourself. it is good to give in now and then so you can sustain your new lifestyle. healthy people eat shitty food too sometimes. the trick is getting back to the grind. enjoy what you had, savor it, and then get right back on the wagon. that's where i usually let it go to hell. i tell myself, "well i just F'd up a week's worth of effort, so screw it, i'll just eat triple my daily calories." and next time just try limiting your splurge days to one day, not the whole weekend, and i think you'll find that the damage done is really not that bad.
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