Vacation

I love going on vacation...different city to explore, sites to see, food that you don't have where you live, and most importantly, a break from work. I'm shocked though at my complete reckless abandon when it comes to food on vacation. Last Thursday as I left work, I stopped to pick up chocolate chip cookies to celebrate. All I was doing was leaving work, nothing that actually deserved a cookie or three. Friday I decided that since I had cleaned out the refrigerator and car, I should eat a bag of chips with onion dip and a sub. Saturday I ate a pizza and "needed" to go to Dairy Queen. So far, we hadn't even left for vacation.

Sunday, we finally leave for our trip to DC and Philly. Of course, there is no eating healthy before we get on the road. About an hour and a half into the trip, we stop at Arby's for lunch. For dinner, we meet up with one of my college friends and I of course choose sweet potato fries with my sandwich and two glasses of wine. Did I mention that I have also had about 15 sodas in this time frame?

Monday, we arrive in a town outside of Philadelphia at Dave's aunt and uncle's home. They made steaks, with green beans and potatoes for dinner. This was after an eager destruction of chips and hummus and two glasses of wine when we first arrived. After dinner, and another glass of wine, Dave's aunt brings out an homemade blueberry pie. Did I mention that I hate blueberries? Actually, there are several superfoods that I'm not all that crazy about. In an effort to be polite, and because it was being served with homemade ice cream, I ate two pieces. It was the best blueberry dish I have EVER had.

Tuesday, we traveled into Philadelphia to see the Art Museum, Independence Hall, the Liberty Bell and the like. Dave's uncle was a gracious tour guide and had even researched the best cheesesteak in town. It was marvelous. So marvelous in it's greasy glory that you could see through the wax paper it was served on after the meal. That evening, we were treated to an Asian Fusion restaurant where I stuffed myself with fried rice, salmon, edamame dumplings and of course, an absolutely decadent dessert.

During this binge, Dave has gained 1.5 pounds, I have gained 5. So today begins a new phase of my life. Today I vow to end my abusive relationship with food. No longer will each encounter be a conquest that I must win. Instead, I will respect the food that enters my mouth and refrain from eating as much as I can until I feel sick. I have also decided to enter the Charlotte No Fizz challenge - 60 for 60 hydration challenge. I'm a day late, but hey, better late than never?