Slippery Slope

Back in late January I realized that the wedding was 5 months away and I would need all 5 of those months to get where I wanted to be by wedding day.  I signed up for fitness deal after fitness deal on Groupon.com and LivingSocial.com that was offered in my area.  Between that and the gym at my work, I was working out 3+ times a week.  We were eating clean at home; lean meats, lots of protein, fruits, veggies, less simple sugars, more complex carbs, blah, blah, blah.

At the beginning of June, after realizing I had somewhat plateaued, I decided to try living a Paleo lifestyle.  No dairy, no legumes, no grains, no processed sugars, just lots of lean meats and fruits and veggies.  It wasn't too big of a change to get used to seeing as how we ate already, but I did find myself wanting bad foods more often than I did before.  I was determined to stick it out for the month of June until the wedding.

Then Father's Day weekend happened...

We went to my dad's house on Saturday and had BBQ sausages and tri-tip, salad, and asparagus.  All Paleo approved.  But then there was bread.  Soft, still warm, fresh from the grocery store bakery french bread.  I had one piece.  And I was mad at myself for eating it because I only had one weekend left.  Oh yeah, there were also margaritas...

The next day we went over to my step-dad's sister's house for dinner.  This time there were appetizers.  Hot artichoke dip, cheese/meats/crackers, and the like.  I figured that I had already blown it, so whatever.  I indulged.  I had bread with dinner and then had dessert (angel food cake with strawberries), and then an oatmeal raisin cookie.  Game over.

Now I see why they call it a slippery slope.  The night of our wedding we went to the casino resort we were staying at for the night and next day.  At 1am we found ourselves in the food court eating Fatburgers and fries.  The next morning we were good at breakfast (unless you count the iced caramel latte I had) but later for lunch, we were stuffing our face with Panda Express.  I.Felt.Gross.

For the most part during the week, I stay in line with good eating.  We don't keep junk food, snacky stuff, or sweets in the house.  But these past few weekends have been filled with so much temptation and with the wedding being over and having already gone down this path, I am finding it hard to resist.  Yesterday I got in a great workout and then later we went to the movies and split a LARGE popcorn and a LARGE soda.  After that we were going to get some Subway sandwiches, which was in the same parking lot as Taco Bell.  somehow JB and I talked ourselves in circles long enough to end up in the Taco Bell drive-thru.  I haven't had Taco Bell since LAST 4th of July.  As I was eating it I was thinking, "this isn't as good as I remembered it being, and now I feel terrible."  I washed that down with a few beers and by the end of the night I was a bloated hot mess.

On the drive home I brought up the slippery slope and JB says, "It's just SO slippery."  While we are in Europe we aren't going to be holding back, but we will also be walking around all day so I am going to tell myself that it will cancel out for the most part.  Hopefully when I get back I can find a good balance of gym time and eating, but still enjoying life.  I feel like I have said this before...