So I had the best of intentions this week. I was doing so good working out at home and I was motivated to go meet my mom in Jersey and work out every day at the gym at our hotel. I brought my sneakers and gym clothes and I was ready!
Got here Monday afternoon, saw my Grammy, went to dinner at a local grill, had the BEST chicken parm EVER, and a huge glass or two or three of wine.
Tuesday was determined to work out and my mom told me the gym in our hotel was closed for some reason. I saw the sign on the door. Sadly it was true. Closed. Bah humbug!
Work out outside you may say. Our hotel is on the busiest highway ever. If I tried to work out outside there is a good chance I'd get hit by a car. Tuesday night tried another place we'd never been...2 huge glasses of wine later (what is it with NJ???), filet mignon, lobster, and the most amazing dessert (tiramusu, cheesecake, and chocolate sponge cake in ONE cake covered in chocolate ganache) later and I am happy.
So feasting my way through NJ has continued and now I feel like I may explode. Overeating, over drinking, and a week of being sedentary has made me so uncomfortable. And my mom is coming home with us for the weekend and we are going to Maine for lobsters on Saturday.
Next week...total detox diet. Especially because my skinny minny high school friends are coming Labor Day weekend.
Has anyone ever had a colonic? Maybe I'll ask for that for Mother's Day.
PS Have you checked out my new facebook fan page???
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