I am a terrible offender of the weekend weight gain. It happens again and again.
It's why Chris and I try very hard to go hiking or something like that on weekends, because then we focus on activities and just eat like normal.
But this summer is a VERY social one: lots of weddings which require me to be away for the whole weekend, bridal showers for me or other people, bachelorette parties for me or other people, music festivals, etc.
And I don't want to be a hermit. I want to go to these things. I want to laugh with my friends. I want to make memories. I want to participate in this life.
The weekends we go hiking are special to me, too (Chris is obviously the person I like spending time with the BEST), but if we only did that every weekend, I think we would find it difficult to maintain friendships and such.
So, we do these social things.
And I try VERY hard to eat right.
But something, I get drunk... and drunk-me just plain old doesn't care about eating paleo.
Many of these events, I try not to drink at all or, if I do drink, I try not to drink too much. But this weekend was a little stressful (if you read a few posts down, I had to spend it with a rather negative person) AND the wedding was actually incredible. Tons of our friends there, everyone having a great time, and the liquor was flowing. I partook. A lot.
Saturday was a gluttonous bust. Way more food than I could have ever needed and at least 7 vodka drinks - at least.
Sunday, traveling home, I did well. I stayed paleo, made great decisions, but I did a lot of damage on Saturday.
123.4 - up 2.4 pounds. My lowest adult weight gone in the blink of an eye! But I have to own it. I made those decisions.
Now comes another week of super clean, super paleo, super moderate eating. Because Saturday? My friends are throwing a bachelorette party for me that starts early in the afternoon and they won't tell me ANYTHING of what's happening - except one friend of mine who eats paleo says I probably won't be eating paleo on Saturday.
But it's a once in a lifetime thing. And my female friends are doing a LOT for me and making it really special, I know. So I am going to just relax and enjoy myself on Saturday (but try not to gain 2.4 pounds like I did this past Saturday).
It takes all week to undo the damage from a weekend like that. And I really, really want to be at goal at my wedding. It means so much to me.
One month left.
Off to walk the dog!!