When I stepped on the scale this morning, I was less than happy. I seem to have gained a ridiculous amount of weight over the Thanksgiving holidays, although part of it is from my good ol' PMS bloating. I promise not to moan too much about it, but here on my thoughts on how Thanksgiving one upped me.
I don't understand how I am able to eat right and exercise regularly when I'm at home, but when I go to my mom's house, it's like everything I've done has gone out the window. I did this over the summer when I took my month-long vacation there, and it happened again last week. What's the solution? I can't not visit my mom (and it isn't her at all)... it's me. It's treating the holidays like every other day of the week. Or maybe, instead of treating the holidays like a week long treat or a month long treat (depending how you see it), allow myself to indulge on just that one day instead of having a week long feast on homemade truffles (which I made), fresh French bread from the bakery down the street, bagels with cream cheese (there was Fiber One cereal in my mom's pantry, but I *wanted* that bagel), etc.
I am a bit disappointed in myself. And I think I'm a little scared about the upcoming Christmas/New Years combo. I feel like I never really learned self-control regarding my eating because my rule is to not buy things that I know I will pig out on. But when I go visit friends and family, and they have that stuff (which, duh, they're allowed to), I have no self-control. So, that is what I need to spend the rest of this month preparing: my self-control. I seem to have a stressful three weeks ahead of myself as the semester winds down, so self-control will come into play a ton over the next few weeks. I think it'll be a good test for Christmas break.