It is tuesday today, and frankly I didn’t get myself onto the weighing scale this morning. Not because I was scared to face the truth but because I actually forgot about it. I don’t think there is a point in getting on there. It was Easter last weekend and I have eaten way too much. It started last thursday, I went out with my friends and I drunk so much alcohol. I felt ill at the end of the evening so you can guess the amount of intake was loads. The day after I went to my boyfriends house, where they stuffed me (as usual) with nice food.
I took it easy on saterday (during the day) but we had Tapas in the evening, which are small bits of food. It didn’t all fit on the table, can you imagined what it looked like? Then on sunday, oh dear... sunday. We had an Easter brunch at my house and I took my boyfriend with me. We had soup, eggs, Easter bread, normal bread. Oh my lord, just like the night before the table was overloaded with nice and lovely food. I don’t know what it is like in other countries but in Holland you have an Easter brunch, eat as if you are having supper and then eat nothing, or almost nothing, for the rest of the day. The thing was that my boyfriend and I went straight on to his grandparents. Where we went to a Japanese restaurant and had a complete dinner. Not three dishes, but 5. More or less ridiculous.
I am not ashamed for eating so much, because Easter is an official ‘holiday’ and I want to be able to enjoy such things. I am ashamed of the fact that I haven’t counted any calories at all the last couple of weeks because I was sure I would be able to lose weight without keeping an eye on what I was eating. But also, I am ashamed of the fact that I don’t even know which week I am in now. 5? 6? 7? I had no idea that I was already in week 7. 2 months have gone by and I haven’t lost...well...shit... So no Nutella for me today, no sweets and no crisps, or other stuff that I shouldn’t be eating. This is going to be an healthy week for me. I want to feel healthy again!
