I may not be as fat of a girl as I used to be, but man do I have some confessions to make.
Since I started my journey to a healthier me, I have had a few days here and there where my choices haven’t been the best. But, WOW!, this is the first time I’ve made so many bad choices in a row. I have had the worst four days since I started this journey, which was in November of 2008.
I had a great Fourth of July weekend, which I blogged about previously. But tell you what, Monday hit and I don’t think I’ve stopped eating since. See, the thing is, it is also that lovely time of month that us women all go through. But this is the worst I’ve had in probably five years.
So, since Monday, let me give you a little run down on what has been shoveled into my mouth. Now keep in mind that what I am about to divulge to you wasn’t eaten all at once…it has been over a four-day period. (No pun intended!)
I have consumed the following: nearly a quart of ice cream and probably a half a cup of chocolate syrup, half a container of glazed cherry donut balls, at least six packages of fruit snacks, two Kit Kats, two Reese’s peanut butter cups, at least six Hershey kisses, two giant bowls of Froot Loops, which was probably half a box, four pieces of green olive pizza from a large pizza, probably six cups of oily popcorn and God knows what else. Plus, all my regular "healthy" meals I usually eat.
Seriously, what is wrong with me? Can you say sugar overload. And then I wonder why the heck I’ve had a headache for the past couple of days. And exercising? Are you kidding me. I haven’t done a lick since Sunday.
What the heck is going on?
I know one thing for sure…tomorrow, it all stops. No more. I need to stop. I have to stop. I WANT TO STOP. NOW.
Really, come one, it’s been a little ridiculous.
And now here is the weird part of it all…I haven’t gained any weight. I am at 142 pounds. On the nose. But I know if I keep it up, I will. So, I am jumping back on that horse and we are gonna giddy up into the sunset.
Whew! I already feel better. I got it all off my chest. Now, I need to run, I have a date tonight…with Jillian Michaels and she’s gonna kick my arse!