Its not my fault... the universe wants me to be a "fatty"

Over the weekend a friend asked me why I hadn't weighed in last week. "Don't tell me you are slacking!" he says to me...  "I have been slacking ... I put on 1/2 a pound"- was my response. That half of a pound turned into 2 pounds when I weighed in today. Back up to 205. 


For the past almost 2 weeks I have been avoiding the scale, this blog, my meal plan, EVERYTHING
It is as though the universe has sucked out all of my energy and motivation and replaced it with chocolate cravings and non-stop opportunities to cheat.


The slow down started when my husband and I hosted "fight night" for the much anticipated Miguel Cotto vs. Floyd Mayweather boxing match.  In honor of Cinco de Mayo I served tacos and chips and dips... I had too much of everything and on top of  that, a few Mikes Hard Lemonades. If I counted the calories I ingested that night I would probably cry.


The snails pace continued all last week... On the days I ate breakfast, I made sure it was a healthy one. But on a few occasions, I skipped breakfast all together and ate a mid day lunch, usually store bought.  Dinner was usually healthy, always including steamed vegetables but eaten late and followed by a  desser usually a Skinny Cow or TCBY, eaten even later. The week came and went with absolutely NO EXERCISE at all.


The screeching halt came when I helped out with a Mother's Day lunch by making a bunch of food and desserts. I made cupcakes, chocolate covered oreo pops, chocolate covered pretzels, a full size frosted brownie decorated with sugar stenciling, pepperoni wheels and spinach wheels and a chicken Alfredo pasta. While I was cooking I didn't do much sampling, on the day of the party on the other hand I skipped breakfast, ate a little bit of everything at the party and drank like a fish.

I have absolutely no motivation to workout and I am finding every excuse in the book not to do it. I have officially come to a screeching halt with my fitness plan. Every day someone asks me, how things are going with my plan, I smile and say "GREAT!" out loud ... and in my head I'm saying "HORRIBLE, I suck! I'm not working out at all and I have lost all motivation and desire to continue!" 

Every time I turn around there is another event, or celebration or dinner invitation...  Fast food is literally on every street.... teasing me. Workout out is so hard and cheating is SO EASY...

Yesterday my sister sent me yet another little gem I thought I should share with you... this article serves as more proof that the universe wants us all to be fat.

This makes me scared...
http://www.longislandpress.com/2012/05/15/boss-bacon-burger-100000-calorie-bacon-cheese-burger/

And so my friends, I am back to square one again. Luckily I did not gain all the weight back but I gained back enough to scare me back on the straight and narrow.

My apartment has once again filled up with junk foods... stay tuned for home and workout videos and a new meal plan.


Very Truly Yours,

Emmy

The Scared Straight "Fitness Fatty"