Yesterday, I was invited to a Summer picnic at my neighbor's house. I have never seen so much food! Meat of every shape and variety, three different pasta salads, two different potato salads, soup, homemade bread, fruits, and a slew of desserts. Guys. There was homemade baklava. /swoon. I ate two pieces. I regret nothing. Really, I actually don't. I thought I would, but when I look back on things, I've been consistently exercising and eating well for nearly four weeks now. One splurge in a month? I'm okay with that. I don't ever want to be that person who never eats anything 'bad' for them because they're afraid of gaining an ounce. No, I want to enjoy food, but in moderation.
I know I did better at this party. Overall, I didn't eat very much. A bit of the homemade bread (divine), the baklava, a small pieces of meat and roasted potato. Had I been the girl I was prior to my new lifestyle change, I would have eaten way more and way worse. I would have skipped the fruit altogether and gone right for the carbs. I likely would have eaten most of the bread at the picnic, as well as the potato and pasta salads. The desserts? They wouldn't have stood a chance. But instead I ate fruit, only a small amount of bread, a small amount of meat, and a bit of dessert. So I'm patting myself on the back for this one.
I also made sure to exercise well yesterday, so I ran two miles, walked, and then did an exercise video.