Yes, I Gained an Absurd Amount of Weight on Vacation
By LNapolitanoPsyD on March 11, 2014
It’s funny. I didn’t eat anything unhealthy. I ordered salads, I drank water and Diet Coke. I barely drank alcohol. And I didn’t get myself ice cream once. My food diary, if I kept one, would look like I was on Weight Watchers.
I suppose if you want to nit pick, yes, I may have picked at (read: polished off) my kids’ French fries everyday for 2 weeks – but that couldn’t be it. I’m sure it wasn’t the ice cream cones that I ate ‘only to keep them from dripping.’ And it definitely wasn’t the chocolate munchkins that I ate because ‘they were sitting there.’ No, clearly, my thyroid is in trouble and I had better get it checked out.
Vacation weight gain, however unsightly, is a good reminder that:
a). I love junk food as much, if not more, than any 10 year old kid.
b). The only thing that keeps me from weighing 3 bills is a strong routine. When I ease up my discipline on vacation, I can easily convince myself that a bagel smothered with butter AND cream cheese is a lean breakfast.
Now that vacation is over, I’m back to my old routine. Strenuous exercise, limited carbs, and a wistful longing for French fries.
Lauren Napolitano, Psy.D.
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