The 4th of July
Friday, July 06, 2012
So we go to my brother and sister in law's house for the yearly 4th of July party. They live right by where the city's fireworks go off so we can watch from the front yard. (Except this year it included grass fires since it's been soooo dry.) They always make way too much food, but this year was out of control. Four or five different courses of salad and grilled meat. Hamburgers, brats, shredded pork, chicken wings, and bacon. Shrimp salad, potato salad. Chips and dip. Fruit. Veggies. Birthday cake for my nephew. The food just kept coming out at various points during the day.
Since it was about 100 degrees (I kid you not), being outside for too long wasn't going to happen unless I kicked the kids out of the small inflatable pool. Instead I kept going back inside where it was cool and there was the next course of deliciousness was calling my name. I didn't have cake or brats or beer. But then again, I never do. I tried the pork. Really lean. Ate lots of veggies (I brought them) and fruit. But potato chips and dip, which rarely make an appearance in my house, were amazing. Grilled corn? Such a treat. I didn't put on any butter. But I still had two ears.
What was I thinking? The next day I was still regretting my overeating since I didn't feel good. I kept telling myself I will be back on track right away. I got up before work and did Cardio Blast with Coach Nicole. (BTW she's awesome). But I was still mad at myself.
Then my hubby, who has been super supportive with the new healthy lifestyle, texts me that he noticed how amazing my arms looked at the party since I've been strength training. Just the boost I needed. It was little nudge I needed to stop beating myself up on my overeating on Wednesday and not do it again.
We'll see how I do next week at my niece's birthday party. Bring. It. On. :)