Beer Geek was out of town last week. He was in San Francisco, which meant he left here early on Monday morning and didn’t get back until Friday evening. When Beer Geek is gone, my eating goes to hell. I don’t fix meals for me, I just snack while I do chores. The boys eat in front of the tv (I mostly fix them real meals, although last week did include pancakes and pumpkin bread) and I eat standing up in the kitchen. One night I went out with a friend for tapas and wine. Add in the fun of PMS in the early part of the week and the number on the scale this morning was one I hadn’t seen in a while. I knew it was going to be up as I’m even feeling “fluffy” right now. Bleh.
I hate starting the holiday season at my chubby weight. Even if I don’t gain any weight (and really, who doesn’t gain weight over the holidays?), I get to spend the whole season feeling uncomfortable with my body.
So, I’m working on a plan. First step, get back to eating normal meals instead of constant snacking. Second, start drinking water again. Third, remember that Thanksgiving day is only a day (or in the case of this year, two days) and then I have almost a month until Christmas. Every event between them does NOT need to be an excuse to overeat and eat junk. Finally, the Holiday Bootie Buster starts tomorrow and I’m going to be a walking/running/weight lifting fool. So there, fat cells. The fight is ON.