I attempted to do the impossible, again. This time I had to attend a tradeshow in South Beach Miami.
How did I do?
Well I didn’t hit the gym, as the little Art Deco hotel I was staying in wasn’t fitted with a gym. I did manage to walk a ton, including several miles on the beach and boardwalk. I think my cardio was fine.
Eating, on the other hand, was a little more difficult than Vegas. I managed to eat healthy, when I ate. I didn’t have much time to eat more than 2-3 meals a day. Breakfast just didn’t happen. The seminars started at 9am, and I was out until at least midnight each night. I managed to eat well for lunches, as they were catered by the event and had plenty of healthy choices. Dinner was either Sushi, Italian or Mediterranean. Yeah, I had a roll before the meal or rice with my sushi, but my portions were in check, I never cleaned my plate and drank plenty of water.
So why did I not losing any weight?
Confession time
On the drive home from Miami, I stopped by Hooters and ate 10 wings + fries and water. As if the water made a difference at this point. Why did I do this? I have no clue. I was hungry and Hooters was right off the Interstate. Why didn’t I order the blackened chicken sandwich like I have in the past? I have no clue. I wish I did, but I didn’t. In all honesty, the wings didn’t satisfy me like they have in the past — but I still ate them.
Did I mention the ass-killing, atomic explosion of greasy liquid and random shart chunks I felt this morning while dropping my morning poo? I know, disgusting but a damn reality of eating Hooters wings. It was like a muddy Niagara Falls flowing out of my ass. My body was clearly even more unhappy with my food choice than I was.
Where do I go from here? I get back on the wagon and work even harder this week to offset this indiscretion. I know, I have to work out a full week, to burn the surely 3000+ calories that I ingested last night at Hooters.
I’m starting to feel like one of those fat guys that complains about not being able to lose weight, while he is downing a 2-liter bottle of “Diet-Rite” cola. I mean, it’s diet – right?
Here I am, day 51 of my journey and frustrated with myself. I’m down only about 18-20lbs, instead of the 30-40lbs I should be. I’m way off target-pace and need to make a change.
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No breakfast? Are you kidding me? You need to work on that. I keep things around that are simple and mindless for breakfast. I keep this yogurt drink around
http://www.glenoaksyogurt.com/product.htm
at a minimum I will have some of it, it kicks your metabolism up first thing in the morning.
@Dustin – Thanks for the link. I managed to squeeze in some coffee, and nibbled on a granola bar. I took my vitamins, but nothing that was able to sustain me.
It’s hard to stay on track when you are traveling. Sometimes it’s just hard to stay on track, period.
Ok, so I know you’re a guy and guys lose faster than girls, in general, but you should be proud of losing 18 -20 pounds in less than 2 months, rather than beating yourself up for not losing more. You’re expecting a lot from your body. One of the things that has really helped me stay on track this time has been that I have set much more realistic goals for my weight loss. 5-6 pounds a month rather than the 20 I’d set in the past. It’s doable, and an off day here and there isn’t as much of a setback and I have felt encouraged at each weigh-in instead of discouraged. Keep up the good work!
It’s funny how we sabotage ourselves at times. Just get back on the wagon.
LOL… thanks for not making me read this while I was eating my breakfast.
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But I managed to get around to it. Hang in there. Slowly but surely. I KNOW you must’ve read THE LITTLE ENGINE THAT COULD to your kids. So… just keep at it. You can do it.
Thanks for all the comments. I know I shouldn’t be discouraged, and I’m not. But it was certainly a pretty down day. I rebounded quite well though.