Bigger Pants

I am sure that I am not the only person who hears "Holiday Season" and instantly thinks "bigger pants."

We all talk about the nutritional battles of the holiday season. So much good food all around everyday for weeks. It's so hard to stay good... It's even harder to be good when you are a Holiday Hostage (i.e. trapped at a relatives house with no escape, distractions, or real means for exercise).

This is what the husband and I get to do every year. Sometimes twice a year, Thanksgiving and Christmas. By the time you make it through Thanksgiving it actually starts to feel futile to even try, you just give up.

We complain about gaining weight during the holidays, and the concept is completely understandable. However, I think I never really grasped how much weight you can actually gain in a short amount of time.

Until now.

I did once gain about 8-10 pounds during the holiday season three years ago, but that was when I had quit smoking and decided I wasn't going to fight anything except my smoking cravings until after the new year (so from the beginning of November through the end of December) and I dropped it all back off in less than 2 months.

I am now ashamed to admit, that I have actually set another record for myself. I managed to gain 5 pounds in the 5 days were were in Ohio.

Seriously, I got on the scale before we left and then when we got back. 5 Pounds.

Seriously, 5 pounds in 5 days.

I am lucky I was able to even shove my fat ass into any of my work pants once I got back. I thought I was going to have to wear sweats to work or go to a Wal-mart and buy buffet pants (the slacks with the elastic at the sides).

I have been back to my normal diet and back in the gym and I managed to drop off 3.5 pounds (probably mostly water/beer weight). So that's something. But dear god, 5 pounds. I think if someone had told me that I wouldn't have believed them. Now, I know.

I feel like that should be some kind of record. I did okay through Thanksgiving day, but the next day we headed up to the Grandparents house and that was where the wheels came off. Thank God we are staying home for Christmas, that's the only reason I have a fighting chance.

Otherwise, I'd probably be sitting here with a block of cheese and some cookies right now. Now that I am left alone and to my own devices, I am going to lose weight for the remainder of this holiday season- damn it.