Sunday, July 23, 2006

got through my toughest day of the week

Sundays are always hard for me because I go to my parents' house and hang out by the pool -- lots of temptation to snack and eat stuff I shouldn't. I did pretty good, had more starchy carbs than I know are good for me but still have a few points for tonight if I get hungry again.

I started off the day with an intense, hour-long bike ride because I knew the pitfalls I'd be facing. One unpleasant moment, some drunk college kids still up from the night before had to make noises at me when I rode by. It upset me of course, but who is still not finished drinking on Saturday night at 7:30 a.m. Sunday? Losers, that's who.

When I got to their house, my mom wanted to go shopping, so I got to hang out with her at the mall instead of hanging around waiting for lunch and picking at everything. I had a little too much bread at lunch but otherwise kept things under control.

On the way home, I stopped at the store and picked up groceries for the week and my favorite quick-food standby -- sushi from the deli counter.

I might go for a walk tonight if it cools off. I feel sluggish from the heat and bread.


  1. Hey Jen:

    Congratulations on making it through Sunday dinner with the folks.

    This morning we took the kids to the Houston zoo early (to try and beat the heat - it didn't help!) and stopped in at Red Lobster for lunch. I ordered the cringe "fried seafood platter" and was surprised that I could not eat 2/3 of it. I was so full of salad and 2 cheese biscuits. Anyway, I have felt awful since and four hours later I feel sick to my stomach. Also, I feel a big zit about to pop up on the side of my nose - fried food is just not worth it!

    I too love the sushi from the deli and treat myself to it every other Tuesday.

    P.S. Thanks for your nice comments, I wasn't fishing for compliments - just showing the before and "maternal" after pics. I always joke to my husband I was the model for Mrs. Doubtfire's fat body suit.

  2. Those cheese biscuits at Red Lobster are killer, I remember. They get you when you're hungry and weak.

    I understand how you feel about the pictures -- I had some of me where I think I look like a football -- tiny head, big body, tapering in to the feet. I tend to lose pictures that I don't like so I can't show them to anyone anymore. I'm sure someone else would see them and, like us, say "It's not so bad," because it isn't them in the picture.


"Count your calories, work out when you can, and try to be good to yourself. All the rest is bulls**t." -- Jillian Michaels at BlogHer '07