In the weeks leading up to Thanksgiving I shed a few pounds to get some room to play around with. You know, play, fun games like eating several helpings of juicy turkey and sucking the gravy from your mashed potato volcano, and extra marshmallows on your yams, and a generous serving of cranberry sauce in the shape of the can from which it came...and pumpkin pie for dessert- then again before you go to bed - then for breakfast. What? It so does go with coffee.
Before you know it it's March and you're still on the field, in the zone, and the coach hasn't benched you in months. When you look in the mirror you exclaim "Holy Muffin Top, Batman!" and you can't exactly use "the holidays" as an excuse anymore. You pull yourself aside and have a meeting about overindulgence and how it's time to knock it off and design a plan to get it together WOMAN! You're not twenty anymore, Ms. Farklepants! You can't just skip a couple of dinners and lose five pounds and be fabulous in those pants. Not. At. All.
I'm a late afternoon snacker. I adore the salty snacks during those pre-dinner hours. And this just will not do. So I decided to start documenting everything I eat and to help keep track I joined Fat Secret. I enter all the foods I've eaten for the day; breakfast, lunch, dinner, snacks and wine, gin, vodka, rum other. When you have to enter your intake it really makes you think twice about what you put in your mouth. Stop it. Stop it right now. Yes, you too.
I've been trying to keep my daily calorie total between 1200 and 1400, and I've been doing a pretty good job of sticking to that number except for the recent trip to Las Vegas this past weekend to celebrate my sister's twenty-first birthday which I'm not going to elaborate on but suffice it to say that the night included me doing this:
And that's all I'm going to say about that because: self explanatory. Needless to say, about 3000 calories were consumed in one evening and when I got on the scale Monday morning, after two weeks of due diligence I lost a whopping....ONE POUND. Clearly, what happens in Vegas...stays on your ass.
Friday, April 2, 2010
I've Got a Fat Secret
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8 comments:
This makes no sense. Obviously you should've lost at least 12 pounds. Even with the Rumjungle Juice.
And this is probably why I'm still a size 14.
Calories are the sneakiest things in the world, they stow away aboard veggies and everything.
Secretia
Awesome pic. We are going to Vegas this June and will need to try this magic Rumjungle Juice. i could lose a pound or two ;)
-Stu
Rumjungle juice sounds naughty. Like Vegas.
I gave up chocolate & whiskey for Lent. And gained carbohydrate overloading pounds! Because...really, what else was there?!
Wait a minute - you came to Vegas and I didn't get a chance to photograph you in that hallway? No fair!
But you would probably look fabulous in any pants.
Thank you! It's H&M.
Rumjungle Juice? Sounds delicious.
I'm a late night snacker. My appetite stays within reasonable limits until about 9:00 pm. And then, BAM! I eat like there's no tomorrow while I watch TV. And drink wine. It isn't pretty.
Last year I worked my ass off and lost 17 pounds on WW. Yet slowly but surely, 14 of those pounds have crept back on. And what have I done about it? Not one dern thing. Oh, I've THOUGHT about lots of things, but haven't actually done anything.
there's no real point to my comment other than "I feel your pain."
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