Land of the Free, Home of the Slave (to food)

Geez, I wasted a beautiful day sitting in my bedroom reading. Not that I did't enjoy that, but it definitely was not the best use of my day off. It was gloriously sunny outside and I didn't even take advantage of it.

I'm still waiting for that plan for success to fall into my lap and since that clearly hasn't happened yet, I made just about every bad choice possible yesterday. I must have had 5 or 6 hotdogs (the big kind) but only ate one bun (tiniest of victories) and crackers with frosting because I was too lazy to take a shower. I told myself that I did it on purpose so I wouldn't go out and spend money or go buy the apple pie that I thought I deserved, but looking back, it was just pure laziness.

What?!?

OK, so it shouldn't come as a surprise to me that a weekend doing little more than lounging on the boat drinking beer did not net me a significant weight loss. In fact, I gained a couple of pounds. Echos of the cliche 'fail to plan, plan to fail' are reverberating through my head and I am ashamed of myself.

I need to come up with an alternative to alcohol ~ I think the pitcher of 'spa water' is going to be the ticket. Ice water with lime and cucumber. It's refreshing and it looks good provided it's in an attractive glass. Maybe replacing cheese and crackers with some fruit kabobs would work too. Presentation is almost as important as taste. I love cute food!

Getting some activity in is going to be critical too. I need to quit driving around my neighborhood and start hoofing it instead. I'm going to have to think about this some more ~ that's my way of saying "I don't want to change yet".