Sunday, December 04, 2011
Getting overtired + out of town trip + not wanting friends to know I'm dieting = epic fail with caloric intake.
We went to Denver this weekend to celebrate my husband's birthday and visit some old friends. The family had a great time, especially enjoying the Denver Museum of Nature and Science.
I was so stressed and tired that by the time we left I had a full-on anxiety attack. I was in my closet trying to pack in the whole 10 minutes I had before we needed to leave. It was not pretty.
I pulled it together enough to be a decent human being for the rest of the trip. Go me.
I did not pull it together enough to care about my calories. I cared, but not enough to make it a priority to stay within range. I felt embarrassed to be on a diet and rude turning down the homemade lasagne's made lovingly by our friends. I felt silly not eating gingerbread cookies that the kids decorated for us while everyone munched away. I felt hungry and WANTED the popcorn when we watched a movie.
In the end, I ate more on Saturday than I did on Thanksgiving.
And I haven't worked out since Wednesday.
So much for staying on track.
I refuse to weigh myself because it may induce another panic attack. I do not have the energy for that.
I can do nothing about my epic fail this weekend. I can do better tomorrow. So I will.
Off to go squeeze in an hour of cardio. Lord knows I need it.