I'm from a big, loud, Italian family, we eat, tell inappropriate stories and live for holidays where the food is prepared for days in advance. Christmas Eve starts with my fathers Antipasto, not just a tray of some prepared meats you would find at the local grocery, but the finest meats, cheeses, (all imported of course) olives, roasted veggies you can eat, slathered in olive oil, accompanied by warm semolina Italian bread, stuffed bread filled with spinach, eggplant, cheese, arranged in the most perfect way. Oh, and the fish....we will get there. So I had to "pick",a little of this and that. Maybe a little too much this and that. Damn!
Next course, fish sauce, calamari, scungilli, shrimp in my moms delicious sauce, you're kidding right? Nope. Tomato is a fruit, not allowed after meal 4, but I ate it, and more than 1/4 cup. Opps. Over pasta. Just enough though, I didn't overdo it, but in my mind, it's less than perfect so it mine as well screw the whole process up. We skipped the after dinner treats, course three, clams, mussels, stuffed shrimp all prepared by my Dad is better than any restaurant could offer and it put us well over the edge of glory.
I hosted Christmas, so after cooking all day I didn't feel much like eating. So although I didn't eat much, I didn't follow the guidelines to the T. I did have my shake both days, it was my saving grace, it usually is when I bend the rules.
As I write this, from my iPhone in the parking lot, because my sleeping toddler has the stuffies and wouldn't nap at home, I'm pondering how I'll make it to the gym today? Maybe I'll put her in the ergo carrier on my back and do the elliptical? Ha! Wonder if they would allow that? I'll figure it out, I always do! All in all I'm proud that I'm back on track, meals already on point and I'll get that workout in somehow!
Staying on track.
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