In search of MILFdom, week 12

We went to visit my parents last week for a visit in the House of Snack. I swear they have every kind of cookie, cracker, chip, and candy known to man in the cabinets. Obviously they are both pretty good at keeping it in realistic portions. I think I sampled most of them. We had Easter dinner at my Mom’s house with the whole family, seriously comfort food central. Homemade noodles, just thinking about them makes my mouth water. We also went out to dinner with my best friend from growing up and her husband. I had a fantabulous, high calorie margarita concoction that included cranberry juice and raspberry liqueur—it was fabulous. I did make some conscious decisions not to eat some things that I would love to have eaten. I did keep up the fiber and I tried to get enough water. I made my Dad put the rowing machine together for me so that I could get at least one sweaty work-out in, I just didn’t think 2 hours of bowling or standing in the freezing cold waiting for the egg hunt gave me credit for anything aerobic. It did give us some serious entertainment, check out the pictures here.

Then there was the end of Lent and my resolution of no chocolate. My cousin’s wife made seriously yummy chocolate cake with chocolate icing. It was my other cousin’s 15th birthday and there was chocolate cake for that as well. I ate my share of Reese’s peanutbutter eggs and Robin Eggs as well. By the end of the weekend I felt fat and happy. By Monday I was over the fat part. I also felt tired and irritable. Hmm, could it have anything do with the crappy diet and lack of exercise?

I got home and other than a little chocolate added to the diet I got back on track. Everything in moderation. Today I was down .2 pounds, I’ll take it even in teeny, tiny increments. Its as light as I’ve been in awhile and people have made comments—oddly enough no one back home seemed to notice but I am over it.

I have actually done enough Group Power now to enjoy it. It's still hard but I am starting to get it and be able to follow along without looking like a complete moron. Gman even said it wasn't nearly so hateful last night. I've also gotten back to spinning class this week, one morning at 5:45 and I'm scheduled again for 8AM tomorrow. Its a hard hour of work with someone pushing you, something I need and getting it done early in the morning removes the pressure of it hanging over my head all day. It also makes me feel like I'm doing it for me on my own time, not when I could be doing something with Gman or the kids.