Ok, ok. I totally failed at my diet this week. I went home for Thanksgiving, and I went to see my entire family (scattered through the state of Florida). I broke every rule possible. I feel like such a glutton, and I hope this didn’t set me back too far.

Thanksgiving Day went alright. We ate at my mother’s house. I weighed out my turkey and measured my green beans. I gave myself one tablespoon of things that weren’t on my diet. I even skipped on pie! I was so proud of myself.

Things fell apart when we went across the street to see other family members. I ate leftovers, including a dish called “Bubble and Squeak.” It’s a dish comprised of leftover mashed potatoes and stuffing that is rolled in flour and – you guessed it – fried. After that there was pie. I even had a beer or two.

The next day wasn’t too bad. We had turkey noodle soup all day long. That’s healthy. I also had a few Publix Supermarket subs throughout my time in Florida. I didn’t care if this wasn’t on my diet. Those sandwiches are God’s gift to Earth, and I tried to be good by getting Swiss cheese and no mayo.

The worst eating habits of my vacation: fast food. I had Wendy’s, but the dog literally ate half my sandwich. I also had Taco Bell at some point. I wanted to go there because they have that “healthy” menu. It’s not really particularly healthy, but I suppose it’s better than their other options.

My husband and I kept trying to make plans to get a good 3-mile run in after we both realized how miserably we were failing our diet while vacationing. But we hardly had time for our families! We had to squeeze in 4 households across the entire state in 5 days, and that includes the 16-hour (one way!) drive to and from southern Florida. Plus there were friends. It was absolute mayhem and we hardly slept as it was.

I know I’ve gained some weight. But I can’t do well all the time, every day. The dietician even told me that there would be a day or two when I’d throw my diet out the window. She also told me that I could expect to falter during the holidays. I’m not making excuses for myself, but it’s nice to try and soften the blow that is my weigh in tomorrow.

Long story short, I messed up. I have to get to the gym as soon as possible and try and fix the mistakes I’ve made.