I have a serious case of vacationitis today...I am heading to Florida tommorrow and my work is suffering because of it. All of my thoughts are focused on what bathing suit I am going to wear first, what dress I will pack for Easter, and whether or not I want to go kayaking, golfing, or just lay out on the beach this Saturday!! These are all tough decisions that i haven't been faced with for quite some time, but I think i can handle it.
I am most excited though because this vacation has required much preparation, and going to Florida marks the end of some very extreme and painful behavior. Because of the anxiety I have about putting a bathing suit on for the first time after the looooong winter of sweat pants and coats - I have been starving for about a month now...not eating after 8, having dinners that consist of popcorn dipped in hot sauce or balsamic vinegar, going to spinning multiple times a week, giving up beer (except for 2 occasions), going tanning,etc. etc etc. (you get the picture). Well anyways last night I was getting ready for bed and Pat told me "you look like an anorexic brown bear" .....yep thats what he said. Some of you might think that that wasn't very nice, but NOT ME. I loved it! To me, his comment was like = Mission accomplished :) . I know he only said it because he knows that that was what i wanted to hear, but i haven't been tan nor even close to skinny since I left for college in 2001. So it was awesome.
The funny part is - even though I am all excited to have shed a few pounds and regain some pigment in my skin - I may actually be more excited to stop the behavior that lead to the healthy Katie and go all out for a weekend of cheating (on my diet that is).
This anorexic brown bear cannot wait to enjoy some rum runners on an outdoor deck with lots of people that probably look waayyyy better in their bikini than I do. And I am more excited becasue I worked hard and actually stuck to a vacation diet for the first time in my entire life!
SIDE NOTE: After re-reading this post Irealize how obnoxious and vain this all probably sounds...so read it in a fun happy voice where you can tell that i am joking around. okay?and P.S. I honestly haven't lost that much weight (the anorexia was a way overstatement and i didn't mean to make a joke out of a serious issue) but I do think i know enough about being a girl to know that someone out there might find this "funny" and "oddly familiar"