Saturday, May 19, 2012

Vacation Station

Just got back from a wonderful trip to Brown County. Camped a little, hiked a little, canoed a little, window shopped a little, ate a little a lot.
I had this mindset on my way down that the only time that we would go out to eat, that I would order a salad. The rest of the trip, I'd only eat what I packed in the cooler. Well, once again, I cheated on myself. Urg! Why am I continually making deals with myself? Over and over again.....here are just a few examples from this weekend:
"Oh, well, since the pizza is thin-crust and only has veggies on it, it's ok to eat." 
"This is brewery! You HAVE to get a hip beer!"
"It's freaking 97 out and you just got done hiking. Get the ice cream bar. It will cool you off."
"Today's your birthday! You can splurge! See if the cute ice cream place will give you a discounted cone." 
"What's a sandwich without the bread, anyways?! It won't be so bad and it's just two slices."

The said beer.

In all seriousness, I find that I talk myself into these decisions...and I pay for them. I've put on another 4lbs since I last stepped on. Not to mention I had a rumbly tumbly tummy and bad cramps for a few hours each day of my vacation.

So, I have yet to go on a trip without sticking to my nutritional goals.
Some day.
One day.




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