Necessary Mutilation

Weight: 217.7 lbs.

As this is Buffalo, NY, after all, I could be referring to Holiday Valley or Kissing Bridge ot any of our infamous ski resorts that are awash with snow given our recent blizzard like weather. But, as this is a blog about bariatrics, I am not referring to skiing or slopes of snowy wonder, of course. I am referring to my eating habits of late. And my weight gain. I may as well have wriiten 292.7, given how fat and bloated and stiff I feel. Indulgence and excess will do this to you, I guess.

Yesterday was a wonderful and fun day, starting with a shopping excursion to BJ’s, eating lunch there with Tom, and then fussing throughout the house, which I am wierd enough to enjoy. We will be having a huge garage sale in the spring, and I have been finding things everywhere to price, box up and put in the garage for easy set up come sale day. Not surprisingly given our lifestyle, there is gobs of stuff with much more to come.

Anyway, after a healthy and moderate breakfast of scrambled eggs, I ordered a large beef frank and a pretzel and some popcorn at BJ’s as we were both very hungry by the time we got there. But, what was I thinking eating so much starch?! And such (tasty) crap!

I think knowing that I was likely to draw outside the lines at dinner, predisposed me to start early, despite all the talks I had had with myself (and you!) beforehand.

So, by the time we joined Barb amd Rick for a night of talk, laughter, merriment and EATING, I was already throwing caution to the wind and reveling in the abandon that comes from living life “normally” and without “rules”. The only residual limit I set was ordering the steamed veggies instead of a potato alongside my surf and turf dinner. Although I suppose that surf and turf (2 petite steaks and a lobster tail) in and of itself isn’t bad at all…but would have been better without the use of drawn butter and the consumption of a whole bowl of chicken wing soup that came with it. And, half a slice of warm, italian bread. And then later, a large decaf. with some cappuchino mixed in and a bite of Tom’s jelly roll. (That didn’t sound good…get your minds out of the gutter! You know what I mean!)

On top of this, we stayed until after midnight, and didn’t go to bed until 1:30. I am feeling logy and “heavy”, and at the moment, can’t even imagine seeing a piece of exercise equipment today. The thought of moving my stiff, achey self is too big for me right now, although this is probably just when I need it most.

Bed sounds better…and then it will be time to go party some more! Today is our metal detecting party and with my current mentality/laxity, I am doomed once again. I should have ordered a lobotomy with my bypass!

…well, there’s always tomorrow to get back on track, right?!