Oh, Holy Fat Fail(s)!
Like Kristine and Ashley, I too have been MIA the past few weeks, but because I’m lazy. And when I find I’m lazy posting on the blog, I’m also pretty lazy when it comes to working out and the foods I eat.
I started off the week of Thanksgiving strong – a workout with my trainer. And then nothing. As I write this, I still haven’t worked out. In fact, yesterday, I was in bed until 3 p.m. I actually texted my husband from the bed (he was in the living room) asking him to bring me food. I don’t think you fail any worse than that. And I’m not kidding. I’m looking at my phone right now and we had a 50-minute conversation via text. He was bumming on the couch, I had the door closed to the bedroom, lying in bed. Sad.
With grand intentions to work out, I brought weights, therabands, workout videos, jump rope for exercising out in the country, where the closest Wal-Mart is 15-20 minutes away. And the nearest 24 Fitness an hour away in Mesquite (a suburb of Dallas). And the only time I picked all that crap up was to put it in the house and then back in the car a week later.
But I did eat. And eat. In fact, Let me give you a 48-hour period as an example:
- Wednesday night: Sat on my butt for two hours and watch The Blind Side with a diet coke (win) and a medium popcorn (fail). That’s despite the fact that Kim (@energeticspace) told me five days before that a medium popcorn is the equivalent of a cheeseburger. Then we went to Applebees where I had a margarita chicken – essentially a chicken breast (win) with melted cheese (fail) on top with a side of steamed veggies (win) and mashed potatoes (fail). Then I went home and had a piece of cake (uh, fail).
- Thursday: Nothing for breakfast in anticipation of Thanksgiving meal (win? Probably shouldn’t skip breakfast ever, but I needed to conserve calories). Lunch consisted of ham and two different types of potato casserole to sample (double fail), carrots (win) and stuffing (fail). Then after going back for seconds (double fail) I went over to the dessert table and grabbed a brownie and a small piece of cake (double fail again). THEN Justin’s mom had a barbeque spread set up for dinner (FAIL) and I ate some more cake (fail).
- Friday: Justin’s mom had a huge brunch spread set up for the family which consisted of bacon (fail), hashbrowns (fail), pigs in a blanket (fail), pumpkin pancakes (fail) and an egg/sausage/hashbrown/cheese casserole (quadruple fail). Then we headed over to my parents’ house in Sunnyvale (another suburb of Dallas) for Thanksgiving Leftover Lunch. Luckily, my parents’ are a pretty healthy crew and I ate pork loin, mashed potatoes used with fresh vegetables from the garden (win!), green beans (no casserole!), salad and pumpkin pie (with none of the whipped cream my sister made from scratch… win?). Then we went back to the farm and had leftover barbeque with more cake. (Fail… duh)
I haven’t stepped on the scale for fear of the number; Justin did on Sunday evening and only gained 1.2 pounds. But I feel like boys have it easier. Ugh. I probably gained 7. SUCK. So this morning, I ate my pineapple and string cheese for breakfast, have salad ready for lunch and then it’s back to the workout grind.
BTW, for background, Justin’s family does a really neat set-up (or ultimate fail setup) for Thanksgiving each year. Justin’s great-grandmother (Nanny) had seven adorable children and obviously the family has grown ten-fold since then. And for the last several decades they have rented out the church gym where Nanny would load up the kids in the wagon (yeah…) and take them for Sunday services. Normally close to 70 people show up (due to illness and scheduling conflict, only a little more than 50 made it this year), but it is so awesome to see several sets of FOUR generations sitting down for Thanksgiving.
It also means there are four different types of potato casseroles, stuffings, turkey and desserts to choose from. Here are some pics of the spread:
Seriously. We're in a church gym. Note the basketball goal and the cross in the corner.
A long table filled with tea and fails.
I feel fatter just looking at this dessert spread.
