I Overindulged and it Made Me Respect My Progress More

Oh where to begin? I had an interesting weekend and it was a great eye-opening experience for me! What started out as a normal Friday night: came home from work, did 30mins of cardio, got ready for dinner, went to dinner with my boyfriend at our weekly spot, had a glass of wine at Pinstripes after…. Turned into us going out to a bar, followed by a nightclub, followed by another bar, and finally crawling into bed at 5am. Oh wait, and we may have stopped at Taco Bell on the way home.

The next morning, I was up by 9:30 to meet someone at Starbucks to give them a box of Nespresso coffee pods I ordered that were the wrong size. I made $20 and treated myself to an Iced Americano then went to do cardio. I felt good despite only getting 3.5 hours of sleep… When I came home and walked in my bedroom my, sleeping beauty, boyfriend was just waking up. We had a busy day ahead full of shopping.

Despite having some leftover vegan lasagna, we both started to get hungry and agreed to treat ourselves to Buffalo Wild Wings. I knew it was a dangerous path to walk down but we had both been doing so well with our fitness and diet that it felt like a well-deserved treat. We split an appetizer platter and some spinach and artichoke dip. I sipped on water and made sure I enjoyed every bite. I could have easily sat there feeling sorry for myself or beating myself up for it later. I chose the high road and reminded myself that I’m doing amazing!

I didn’t eat the rest of the night from being so full. The next morning, we took lazy Sunday to a whole new extreme. We woke up around 11:30am and stayed in bed until 4pm. I wish I was kidding. If I didn’t beat myself up for BWW’s I was certainly beating myself up for lying in bed all day. However, I kicked those negative thoughts out of my head immediately. My boyfriend had Jimmy John’s delivered because we were too lazy to get out of bed. While we waited for our food to arrive we snacked on Tostitos and queso dip. Oh yea, we really took advantage of our “treat” weekend.


Lo and behold, we finally got up and ventured out into the world. We still had some weekend errands to run like buying groceries to meal prep for the week. We did some shopping and I bought two new Nike hats to wear to the gym. We were buying the last of our groceries at Target when we made the last purchase of our “treat” meal weekend. We got McDonald’s. I know, I know..

Here is the moral of the story. I’m not mad that I didn’t stick to my diet this weekend. I got to spend time lying in bed watching football with my boyfriend (something I’ve never done because I usually get up and go to the gym). I’m not saying it’s ok to skip a healthy meal for a bad one but keep in mind, consistency is key. One bad meal won’t ruin your progress just like one healthy meal won’t make you skinny.

I know my mindset is stronger now than it was 6 months ago because I would have looked at eating junk food as defeat, as in, “I’ve failed”. This is nothing like that. I have been working hard to lose/maintain my new weight loss. I know that I am strong enough to overindulge and trust in the process of getting right back in the gym and picking up where I left off.

I have to constantly remind myself that “It’s a marathon not a sprint”. Sometimes I get too competitive with myself or I focus too much on the number on the scale and that’s ok. It happens and I’m only human. I also need to remember that life happens and sometimes you will fall off track but it’s when you choose to get back on that sets you apart from a lot of people.

Fortunately, I only gained a small amount of weight after my indulgent weekend. I’m grateful for the time spent with my boyfriend and I’m grateful to my body for letting me take it on a roller coaster ride of food habits this weekend. It’s ok to let yourself slip every now and then. Always remember, it’s a marathon not a sprint!