Why? Because this is another case of Kay having really good intentions and failing miserably. And talking about herself in the 3rd person.
I had a busy weekend. I went out on Friday night with 2 separate groups of friends. Drinks with one group, then a concert and boozin' with the #dgrm group.
Somewhere in the middle of that, I "forgot" to eat dinner. Mistake #1.
So after a few hours of sleep, I got up (hungover) at the ass-crack of dawn and shoveled my car out of the snow so my sister and I could go to ESPN's College Gameday at IU on Saturday morning.
|IU player #0 Will Sheehey|
After that was all over, I went home. And slept. But I work for IU Athletics, so even though IU played a 9 o'clock pm game against Michigan Saturday night, I had to be at Assembly Hall at 5pm. And because I took that nap, I didn't have time to eat any kind of a dinner. So at the game I ate popcorn and a pretzel with cheese. Mistake #3.
Oh, and #3 IU beat #1 Michigan, for the record. But after the game, I immediately went home and fell asleep. Well because the life of an IU Athletics employee is never boring, I then had to wake up early again on Sunday to work the IU Women's Basketball game.
Because I knew I was going to be busy, I knew I was going to have to eat breakfast before I got to work. So I woke up in plenty of time to make myself breakfast. However, I had an internal battle. I didn't want to dirty a bunch of dishes and I really didn't want to get my toaster out. And I really, really didn't want to dirty my blender for a smoothie. So I didn't do any of those things. Instead I went to McDonald's again. Mistake #4.
I should point out that I don't even like McDonald's. I really don't. It's just so convenient.
I didn't want to write this post because it's embarrassing. But I did want to write this post because I want to hold myself accountable. Seeing my unhealthy weekend out there in writing is
I also wanted to acknowledge that every time I ate the McDonald's, I had a discussion with myself. I would say "just this last time, then I'll eat healthy again tomorrow." or "well eating this is better than starving myself and binging later." or "this will be the last time I eat out for a month!" I'm not kiddin, folks. Those were real things I told myself. After I finished my McDonald's yesterday morning, I felt so awful. I really beat myself up about my weekend last night while I was laying in bed. So I woke up this morning with a new attitude and decided to write this post. Today the Dietbet starts. I will get this shit under control. Amen.
Also check out this Link-Up and these girls. Hilarious-ness. I die.