Wednesday, March 17, 2010
I would like to now take you back a mere three weeks to my first post, where I warned you all what my biggest challenge was going to be. Discipline. :D Hello again! You see, I knew..no I know how much of a challenge eating healthy is for me. Add to that my lazy streak that is wider than the mighty Mississippi River...and presto you get me at easily 40lbs over weight! Ta da!
Okay okay. I know dieting is not easy. (Men you will now see nothing but blah blah blah for the next few sentences, if you don't well it's not my fault. I'd skip to the next paragraph.) I am happy to report that despite my monthly visitor, who brings chocolate cravings and the #bitterhissingcrone, I have managed to be relatively well behaved this week. (I am sorry @lesliedickens, I know I am talking about your daughter you may wish to stop reading here.) I have stuck to eating healthy with the exception of the little green trolls who struck again. This time it was those lemon cookies. Not even chocolate! I swear the Girl Scouts of America are out to get me because I quit Brownies when I was a little girl. I just wasn't cut out for all that arts and craft stuff. Anywho, despite the bloating (yes, I too felt like the little blueberry girl from Willie Wonka) cramping, and general bitchy quality that comes with this monthly joy I managed to not (yet! heh.) eat all of the...well everything in sight. So I am going to call that a win and keep charging ahead.
(Men it is safe to return now!) I am proud to say that out of 2 days this week, I have worked out 2 times! Hooray! It's a start. Now let's talk about today's dilemma. St Patrick's day! (Are you wearing green? If not pinch yourself for me.) I am not Irish...but I damn well celebrate this fantastic holiday. I love beer! I love dark beer. I love Newcastle Brown Ale, Killian's Irish Red, Smithwick's Irish Red, really the list goes on and on. So, I am pretty sure the Irish don't make a diet beer. None of that 64 calorie crap we Americans have dreamt up. So I guess I am going to make a pledge:
I will drink my beer and enjoy it. Guilt free. However, I will have to work out every day this weekend to make up for my holiday splurge.
There it is. I will work out Thursday through Sunday to make up for however many calories I will ingest on Wednesday night. May you all have a happy St. Patrick's day and remember (at least for today)...