highs and lows of halloween weekend staying on track:
highs:
- made sure i ate a good solid dinner on friday before partying so i didn’t spend the entire night scarfing down whatever i could to soak up alcohol. (can’t remember what i had for dinner on saturday night i think it was veggie and sweet potato related)
- danced the night away on friday night
- worked out saturday
- went to spinning on sunday
- at a healthy dinner on both saturday and sunday
- did not order pizza on friday at 2am or have mcdonalds french fries on saturday at 4 am when my boyfriend and his friends went through the drive through
Lows:
- a little drunky and wanting something and feeling crummy for grabbing handfuls of candy corn here and there all night (kind of wanting pizza but not) i started in on the only thing i could find at 2am in my kitchen: natural PB. my boyfriend said “hey what are you doing? you want pizza let’s get it.” i said, “no but when i get drunk i go back to my old habits of how i used to eat when i was depressed. sorry you’re seeing me liek this”. he said, “hey are you depressed now? are you?” me, “no not at all.” him “okay good.” then he kissed me i put the pb down and we went to bed to sleep off the booze. he doesn’t realize how life altering and amazing what he did was. i’m not even sure this counts as a low
- big brunches on saturday and sunday. i ate dairy (which i try not to do that often) and wheat (which i am convinced makes me tired and puffy) and i had coffee which i haven’t had in months.
- i was really tired saturday night. had eye allergies and was freezing at the two out door parties we went to. booze was not working fast enough so i kept trying to rely on candy to perk me up.
- seeing how big my boobs look in halloween costume pictures.
- brunches are amazing, but they kill any productivity i have for the day and make me just want to take naps. i think im going to need to change what i order or limit my brunches.
- had diet soda at friday night’s party.
today no coffee. yoga in the morning. lots of green tea. no wheat. i am super pissed that im going home for tgiving in 2 weeks and i’ll look like the same old lazy me. the same old couch potato who says she hates her body but doesn’t want it bad enough to change her ways. i could really use some advice right now.
sad panda.
