Summer dieting woes
Apparently, for me, camping is to be avoided at all costs. Unfortunately, I love camping and refuse to avoid it.
There have been three “very bad” weekends this summer, meaning significant and uncharacteristic weight gain. All three have been camping weekends.
All three weekends have involved significant exercise of the biking persuasion, and I try to plan for good eating, but it just doesn’t happen. I bring healthful snacks but end up stuffing myself silly on roasted marshmallows (one of the great joys in life!). Cravings go out of control and I eat anything crunchy/salty/sweet I can get my mitts on.
I always hope that I’ll have lost weight or at least maintained due to the exercise, but so far, that’s not what’s happened. I end up about five pounds up, several of which fall away (probably because of all the salty foods and sporadic hydration), but it takes me the better part of a week each time to get back on track.
How do you think I should handle this? Should I get stricter with myself and beg Daniel (in advance!) to limit me to just four marshmallows and keep me from all snacky foods offered by others? Or should I just quit whining, enjoy the weekend, and plan on the “recovery” week?
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