- Nothing but greasy or carb filled airport food in my 2.5 hour layover in Chicago (to and from PA mind you)
- Rehearsal dinner menu consisting of mac n cheese, potatoes, polish sausage dogs, cookies and cake
- Wedding dinner menu consisting of sauce laden chicken, potatoes, pasta, bread and grilled veggies
- An open bar
- A hotel situated with only diners and a Chili's within a reasonable distance for breakfast and lunch options
- An indescribable hunger for all foods native to PA (sticky buns, fried ravioli, etc)
Is it any wonder that not only did I completely cheat the entire weekend but I crashed and burned? It was a failure of epic proportions. I WAS able to limit my beer consumption and that is literally the only dietary success that I can report at this time. Everything I ate this weekend is about as bad as you can imagine. I am not kidding. I refuse to go into the details. It will only work to make me even more miserable. I must now come to grips with my reality: I am a whale, a baby beluga that is currently beached on the shore. Someone, ANYONE, please push me back to sea. I am dying here. 
2 comments:
Oh my -- what a cute baby beluga that is!!! *snuggles with baby beluga*
Any expectation of success during this weekend would be optimistic to the point of I would somewhat question the individual's sanity. I personally can not be in an airport with more than thirty minutes of waiting time without hitting up the nearest Panda Express or Manchu Wok, both of which I consider a vending area of dreams.
It is done, its all good. be happy you dieted before hand to counteract any of the damage, otherwise it would just be a wedding net gain. Take a bunch of those in a year without any diet attempts, and that would be 10 lbs. So you best tell yourself you rock for dieting beforehand.
Now, my little one, come back out to the ocean with your flock. Let us together swim happily in the waters of the Great Dieting Sea. We will be healthy there and turn into svelte dolphins.
If I didn't have such burning hatred for all of humanity right now, I too would want to snuggle the beluga.
Not the case today. You = preaching to the choir. My day so far has been such a clusterfuck, I don't want to want to write again today.
I think that you, like me, should purge yourself of all of the naughtiness by resolving to wake up tomorrow morning with a new resolve for success.
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