The above picture was taken at my friend's cottage this past Saturday. Wanna know what my first thought was? "This is a good picture, but OMG do I have back-fat rolls?!?!?!? WTF. zoom zoom zoom. IS THAT A ROLL?"
So now that we have established my level of crazy, let me tell you that this was a great travel weekend for me ED-wise, even though the above story doesn't make it seem like it was. This was the first weekend we went up to the cottage after my ED-recovery and lifestyle change that I started this past January (It's been 6 months! WOW!!).
Before the lifestyle change my eating during the week consisted of restricting, and my eating during the weekend consisted of gorging myself like a big fat pig. Well, it makes sense because that's what happens when you're starving half the week!! So when cottage weekends came up, I would restrict even more obsessively during the week and then I would stuff myself like a Christmas Turkey when we were at the cottage. I would eat completely non-stop, no matter if I was full or not.
And when you really think about it, this makes absolutely no sense! Because when I'm at the cottage I'm in a bikini 1/2 of the time, so why would I be stuffing myself when I'm exposed to the whole world? I have NO idea!! But I do know that I would skinny-fy myself for the cottage, and then when I got there I just couldn't take it anymore and I'd eat anything in sight.
Well guess what? This past weekend was the first time in a really long time that I didn't do that!!!! I ate more than I would eat on a normal weekend, because cottage weekends revolve around the cooking skills and grilling-wars of The Guys, and we eat what they make. And they make A LOT of food. But even though I ate all the meals that were provided, I stopped eating when I was full. In addition, we usually go to a little store and pick up alcohol and other things we forgot to bring to the cabin. This trip usually consists of me ransacking the store for s'mores fixings or some other huge bag of chocolate. But I didn't do that this weekend!!! I picked up an ice cream bar b/c I was 'preparing' myself for my crazy late-night cottage chocolate cravings, but then I realized that I don't need to 'stock up' just to fill my needless craving later, so I PUT IT BACK. I didn't want ice cream at that moment, and well, tough luck for me if I started wanting it later.
So all in all, a great trip. We got some sun, and I didn't feel absolutely disgusting in my bikini. I know I look bigger than some other trips to the cabin, but I look more fit now. More fab than skinny flab.
**Questions for you:
When you travel, do you eat out of control?
Do you restrict your eating before taking a big trip? Especially one that involves bikinis/swimwear?