Well, I did have 8 good days...
WARNING: THIS JOURNAL ENTRY IS REALLY LONG, DEPRESSING, AND DULL! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! THANK YOU!
So I have been just terrible with my eating for the last two days. The sad thing is that I went in with such good intentions! I just finished writing in my food log (old fashioned pen and paper version, because I'm hip) and let's just say I found myself using a
LOT of expletives... A
LOT!
Yesterday (Easter Sunday) started off really well! I played tennis in the morning, and then ate a cup of strawberries for breakfast... Then my husband went to work and my parents picked me up so I could go to the family dinner at my aunt and uncle's home. My Aunt Donna is so frickin' pushy! She kept offering me mixed drinks, beer, wine, and a ZILLION fatty appetizers. I'd politely decline and I stuck to water, a few shrimp cocktail, some grapes, and only ONE pepperoni roll and only FIVE small crackers with a fattening seafood dip. I was proud of myself!!
Then we got to dinner, and Aunt Donna chased me around trying to make me drink pina coladas. I LOVE pina coladas, but didn't need all those calories! I told her I was really watching my calories, but she just kept saying, "Oh it's Easter! We never see you!! Have some more!! Let me set aside extras for you to bring home!!" I thought about shoving her head in the oven and slamming the door repeatedly, but thought my uncle might be a little upset...
Anyways, we're at dinner. I took a reasonable plate with some sliced ham, cabbage, and (what I initially thought was squash, but turned out to be) scalloped baked pineapple to go with the ham. My dad gave me a third of his baked potato so I could have a small portion of it, and he also kept trying to run interference between me and Aunt Donna. My hunger had been increasing, and my ability to fight off my aunt's caloric attacks was waning... So when she brought over fresh rolls from the oven, more ham, more cabbage, and more pineapple stuff... I cracked. I took one roll, and then buttered it. Then I took a second helping of ham, cabbage, and pineapple...
::sigh::
Then she pulled out a massive homemade, chocolate, marbled cheesecake. She cut a piece that was seriously the size of a CD case, plopped it on a plate, and dangled it in front of me. I was feeling a little full, so that made it easier to say, "NO! Leave me alone you heinous beast," or something like that.
... but I did have a bite of my mom's.
My husband finally arrived while people were finishing their dessert, and my aunt began force feeding him all the food she had set aside for him, appetizers, dinner, and dessert all at once. He tried to turn down the cheesecake, but she wrapped it up and put it in a box with some of all of the dinner items that she decided we needed to bring home with us. As we were leaving she brought over a candy bowl filled with cadbury eggs and godiva truffles. We each politely declined. My dad said, "For christ's sake Donna! He's a diabetic and they're both on diets!" She again repeated that Easter comes once a year, and dumped the candy bowl into the box that she had packed full of food that we had to take with us.
When we got to the car I started crying because I had over-eaten, and then I was eating chocolate. I don't know where one action stopped and the next began... I was just cramming chocolate down my throat. Soon we were home, and eating everything that had been sent home with us because...
I HAVE NO IDEA WHY!!!
It gets worse... In my email this morning (after waking from my food coma) I had received a coupon for all-you-can-eat stir-fry at Mongolian Grill that was only good through today. Since I already failed yesterday, I decided to go big or go home... And failed again today. Badly.
Really badly.
I thought about just running away, but I still do really WANT to lose weight. I know my actions the last 2 days don't seem to show that I want to become more healthy and active... But I do! I really do!!
So I'm getting back on the wagon. I have avoided the scale AND Wii Fit for the last few days because they're both equally scary judges... I know I can't avoid seeing the damage I've done forever, but I'm just not going to look today.
Why am I so self-destructive!!!
