Weekend Guilt

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I started logging my food intake recently and it makes you painfully aware of how much you regularly consume. 

It’s gross y’all. 

A friend of mine was visiting from out of town and we had an early dinner. I didn’t want to tell him I’m logging my food because it becomes this whole thing where he’ll tell me I don’t need to do so and to enjoy a meal with him. So I tried to eat as little as I could without it being obvious that I was withholding myself and purposely eating healthy. I did all right by that, but I knew this was going to get harder and harder as I continue this process. Maybe I should suck it up and start letting people know I’m dieting and hope for their support?

Yesterday I went out, had a typical night with friends. I had a couple cocktails and some late night pizza. I only ate a couple slices, stopping myself while realizing I would have to log this and wouldn’t want to add up the numbers later. 

I could have eaten so much more, (Damn you, Piece Pizzeria!) but when I calculated it out, just the pizza alone was 530 calories. 

That means that when I go to town on a Papa John’s pizza I’m easily consuming 1000+ calories. That is insane and should be illegal somehow. 

To top it all off, I didn’t work out this weekend when I had every intention to do so.

Can’t we just skip to the part where I’m skinny and hot again? 

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