Vacations are ... rough on diets. I basically muddled my way though, particularly the second half of the week. I tried to generally make good decisions. I passed on a lot of sweet snack foods. One of my cousins in particular seemed to turn up with a different box of cookies, biscotti, chocolate covered potato chips or "brownie brittle" at least once a day. Seriously unhelpful.
I consistently chose baked or boiled over fried or sauteed. I avoided anything that came in a bakery box.
But there was just so much, constantly available from all different sources. Another hard thing was that I never really knew what the eating plan for the day was. Plans were generally non-existant until the last moment. So I'd have my treat for the day and then discover that something 10x better was in the works.
Sigh.
Growl.
Arg.
I'm home now, and it's proving hard to be good. I did go "running" very briefly this morning and felt like I was going to throw up. Apparently I'm not very good at breathing. Or something. Gotta work on that.
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