I was gonna say alcohol is bad, but it’s not the drink, its the drunkeness.
This was evidenced by my experience on Saturday night. The day started off perfectly. With two slices of toast with cheese and coffee, then a 45 minute session at the gym.
I then decided I wanted sushi for lunch (it was a hot day and sushi seemed like a good idea). … but because I went to the shop while hungry, I added a small packet of Doritos and a thing of Camembert to the basket.
I enjoyed my sushi with a glass of wine, then had the doritos, then had a bit of the Camembert.
That binge monster was trying to take over me…. but I managed to stop.
Then, I was invited to a braai (BBQ). I arrived after all the cooking had been done, so all I had to do was eat.
I actually did well. I had a tomato a bit of cucumber and some pineapple on the side, then had 2 chicken thighs, 2 drumsticks and a small piece of pork. It was ALL delicious, but I was more focused on having some wine than in eating.
I drank and drank and drank. Now, things became foggy.
It’s only this morning that I’m remembering some of my ‘sins’.
At some point I was sitting in a corner having a big packet of potato chips. I don’t know why I had them. I think it was because they were there. I wasn’t physically present during the munching. I can’t even remember what flavour they were. But I do know I did not finish the packet, but I had most of it.
Then, when we got to my friend’s house, someone decided we were hungry, so they went to get some burgers and fries. I had totally forgotten about this midnight munch until an hour ago (that’s what made me decide to write about this).
Sunday, I was a very good girl. I ate very well and loaded up on water. Once upon a time I’d have decided that I’m hungover and deserve a huge meal of some sort, together with packets of potato chips thrown in the mix.
Anyway, when I stepped on the scale this morning, I was 1.5kg heavier than last Monday. I wanted to cry, but didn’t. I have no one to blame but myself.
All I can do is pick myself up and try AGAIN.
I went to the gym at lunch time and did 20 minutes on the treadmill. I know it is not a lot, but for me, it’s a BIG deal. Especially considering that I had to debate whether I would go. I ended up just taking my bag without thinking about it and going.
I’ll be walking home after work. And I have reset the weight-loss button and will work hard this week.
I need to push up my exercise because that is the ONLY way I will avoid gaining weight during the Season to be Merry. I have another ‘do’ to attend this weekend, then next weekend I get on a plane to Harare for another 2 week long party (and to be reminded of how fat I am by my loving family)