Easter Feast-er

Weight: 295.6
Mood: Bloated

Oh my gosh did I eat today.

When I woke up this morning I did my weigh-in, and was proud that I'd lost another pound. Yay! Easter rules! Then, we did things with the extended families, breakfast with the in-laws and dinner with my parents. Breakfast was good. I had a couple of scrambled egg and turkey bacon breakfast burritos, and some fresh fruit. Lunch was a big salad with a hard boiled egg and another slice of turkey bacon. By dinner, my resolve was about as strong as the Seahawks' offensive line (if you don't follow NFL, the 'Hawks were terrible this year). The menu: ham, scalloped potatoes, carrots, salad, and dinner rolls. And boy did I eat it all.

I started out with one slice of ham, a modest helping of scalloped potatoes, some carrots. I ate that, and decided I wanted some more. So I went back for a second helping about the same size. Still hungry, I decided a salad would be a good choice, so I took another slice of ham, chopped it up, and did a good size salad with it. A couple of cupcakes and some Easter candy later, I officially threw in the towel. And now I'm paying the price for it.

As I sit in my recliner plugging away my pants are unbuttoned, belt undone, and my stomach is making churning, gurgling noises and gestures like a washing machine with nothing but heavy sweaters loaded in it in a lopsided fashion. If my stomach gets any more agitated I might just start bouncing around out of control because of it.

Although I over ate today, in a sense I fully expected to. And nothing that I ate today was completely, horribly wrong to eat. I just ate too much of it. And, compared to the way I ate before I got serious about my wellness, today would have just been considered a normal day. I could pound food down like this and MORE on a holiday, without even breaking a sweat.

Eating aside, today was an amazing day. Seeing my son on his first Easter egg hunt was a memory I'll have for a lifetime. He was so excited and although it took a little bit of coaching to get him started, he was an egg finding pro by the time the day was done. After dinner I did get outside with my brother and threw the football around. We ran some passing patterns and I worked up a pretty decent sweat. Hopefully doing that took a bite out of all the food I destroyed.

I feel pretty good about how I handled my first "healthy" holiday, but I know that there's always room for improvement. I can always do better, and as long as I keep moving forward, I know I'll be fine. Tomorrow's another day, and I'm back on the wagon. We'll see what my weigh-in looks like in the morning. I'll think thin thoughts and dream slim dreams tonight. That ought to count for something.