You know how sometimes I'll say I did really bad over the weekend? Well, all the times I said it before were NOTHING (and I mean NOTHING) like this past weekend. I completely blew it.
Lots of traveling, lots of eating in the car. Only one 30 minute workout. Not much water being consumed.
Pizza. Lots and lots of really super greasy, cheesy pizza.
Cake...with a ton of icing.
Chips...probably a couple servings worth, easily.
Mexican food...rice, fajitas.
Bob Evans western omelet with a bunch of bites of my daughter's pancakes...which were completely smothered in strawberry sauce and whipped cream.
Back to the basics tomorrow. Going to the good grocery store to stock up on fruits and veggies. Hitting the water hard. Doing at least an hour workout. Cleaning the fridge of all the shameful leftovers. Trying to be active and not a couch potato.
I doubt I'll be brave enough for a peek-weigh-in, but if I am I'll let you know. It won't be pretty, I'm sure.