I think I passed--but just barely. Maybe just kind of.
Whatever remorse I may feel is being assuaged right now by my pup Keema pressed up tight against me, sleeping. I think she missed me!
So this past week I spent a couple of days in NYC for work, and then went to a bachelorette party in New Hampshire. I am so tired...
In NYC, I took it pretty easy because the weather was cold and grey. I went out for Ethiopian the first night, and tried to take it easy on the injera (but I definitely had some). Then I had sushi the second day, but only ordered one roll with rice; they had one roll wrapped in thinly sliced cucumber, and it was amazing! I was starving for dinner, which is what I wanted; and then I ate a whole pizza!
I tried to really savor it, and pay attention to how I felt, both right afterward and the next day. Not much to report at all. Didn't feel super tired or roller-coastery afterwards.
The next day, right before I went home on the train, I went to the "Amish Market" and bought myself a little smorgasbord of healthy foods: yogurt and raspberries, crispbread and tuna salad, cheese, olives and gherkins. It was awesome!
And then...the bachelorette party. I started out great, but the first night there was cheap wine and that always does me in. I had way too much and for some reason I forgot to self-regulate. I hate that--really ALL I have to do is remember! And then to drink some seltzer! I just didn't do it and I became a human vacuum cleaner. So I ate a nice healthy dinner...and then proceeded to eat popcorn, and then just anything I could find. Luckily my friends eat healthy food so I mostly pigged out on blue corn chips and the veggies from a pasta salad (with a one or two tortellinis snuck in there, but I was pretty good).
I woke up feeling ROUGH though. I am 32 (and a half) years old, I need to stop doing this! I hate feeling out of it when I'm with lots of friends, especially strangers.
I ate OK the second day, but had more to drink in the evening. Definitely reined it in a bit; I had my last drink before we went to the last club and only had one with dinner. (A few before leaving the house though, trying to save money.) Today I was fine but had ice cream; we went to lunch at a place called "Popovers on the Square" or something New Englandy like that and I had a bite of popover--it's nice to feel like I can try something but not be a slave to it. I had no desire to eat fried dough or anything of the sort but I did have a bit of ice cream in NY, and today in Portsmouth.
OK sorry to be writing a food diary. But I did want it to be a test, to see how I would do. Honestly, the worst part was lack of exercise. In NYC, I planned it so I had to walk places; a half hour to dinner, back to Penn Station from the hotel, etc. But I think not having two daily dog walks really makes me feel different, maybe even more than the food I eat; and I really did feel a physical need for it. One long walk on the beach was nice.
Tonight I really felt myself craving going back on my regime. I guess that's pretty telling! I made an AWESOME dinner tonight, I'm already feeling back on track. I made a roasted red pepper alfredo sauce, it was really simple but flavorful. Made zucchini ribbons, I thought they made better pasta than the julienned kind although I think it depends on the sauce. With fresh parsley and basil, it was really, really good.
The colors of this meal were so beautiful.
Will definitely be making this again. I probably should have not gone back "on the wagon" with a meal with two kinds of cheese and heavy cream, but oh well. :)
I also made an awesome Greek salad for lunch tomorrow, inspired from a salad I tried at Popover's: it had salami and pepperoncini with tapenade. I chopped kalamatas and added pickled onions. Yum!
I'm not weighing myself again until next week, which I think is good because I'm sure I either was steady or gained back a pound or two this weekend. (Was also a certain time of the month so I was retaining a lot of water.) That doesn't bother me though. It's more that I didn't like the feeling when I was like a human Hoover. But that tends to happen that time of the month as well, so let's chalk it up to that. And remember to pay attention to drinking next time! Maybe a time cutoff?
I still think trying to eat out is kind of fun, and I'm glad I missed my routine (but feel I can be flexible too). I'm looking forward to a calm week, and catching up with Keema!
Goodnight interwebs!

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