I spent the last two days being nauseous and dizzy and out of whack - which led to the ingestion of a honey-peanut butter sammich (aka 700 calorie snack...but I still wish someone called me Peanut) pudding and handfuls of Blue Cheese Buffalo Wing Chips, my carbodydrate sin of choice. What's worse, Thursday through Sunday I will be in Montreal at McMun - a mock United Nations conference, living as a humanitarian by day and a student-pub-nightcrawler by night...which means grease, grease and more grease in my diet.
The question is...do I take a diet vacation and pig out, or do I contort to eating healthy while traveling? "Let them eat cake," said Marie-Antoinnette. Since I will bust my bum at McMun, will you guys let me eat cake?
P.S. I have been thinking it all evening...although my self-imagine has improved, I would still much rather be skinny than be full. And that in itself sets off alarm clocks. I must learn to respect myself, and though this blog, I hope I will.
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