Warning: This does get a little graphic when I talk about some health related stuff. Don’t read if you’re squeamish.
Last weekend I went camping with my boyfriend and our group of friends. It was a birthday trip for Brandon, Drew’s best friend. Lots of fun. I am so glad everyone could make it. Last weekend was by far the largest amount of people we’ve had camping at once in a year or so. The river was warm and great to swim around in, and float down. We even saw several raccoons. They’re much larger in person than you’d think, and not near as cuddly looking. I almost don’t mind completely having blown my diet for that weekend. Almost.
Which brings me to my next topic. Last weekend I thought I was going to sick to the plan. I had prepared for it! I had shopped for it! I had told my boyfriend and everyone there I was going to be good! About noon Saturday, on my umpteenth salami on white with mayo (quite possibly my favorite sandwich ever), I realized I blew it. So I ate some more. And more. And more. You get the picture. Total binge weekend. Not Good.
Thankfully, I did not freak out and let everything go. I picked myself right back up, jumped back off the fat train, and have had a great week. Last night was a little dodgy as I made chicken salad, because I’m an idiot and I thought “I’ll only have a little”. Yeah. Luckily, boyfriend came to the rescue when he got home from work, and I fed it to him instead. I was feeling bloated and, well…backed up, so I decided on a salt cleanse today. Sooooo glad I did. I was nervous, as I have never done anything like it before, only had a nurse administered enema once, but it was well worth it. I didn’t even realize how constipated I was until I was done with it all. I am feeling much better now.
I am very nearly at my short-term goal weight. So close I can taste it, and it tastes better than anything I could physically eat. I feel like I’m picking up steam the closer I get to that…I was going to say little number, but it really isn’t, lol. In any case, I feel stronger and more determined than ever, and I believe that I will continue to pick up steam as I watch my short-term goal numbers come and go. To quote a smart man: “I like to wave at them as they pass by”.
Now, if I could only find a job. Preferably one I enjoyed, but I’m not really in a position to be picky.
Happy Thursday, all.
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