Sunday: Superfood Meltdown

Oh yes, friends, today was my fourth consecutive day without a workout and I ate at McDonald's twice today. I did have a cup of green tea today, but THAT WAS MY ONLY SUPERFOOD. I am fearful. I am sure that my body is oxididating and that tomorrow I will wake up with 5 extra pounds, diverticulitis, and congenital heart disease.

My mom and I drove down to Birmingham for my sister's baby shower and to see her

nursery. The shower was just wonderful and it was lovely to meet my sister's friends and

indulge in BABY SHOWER FOOD. Baby shower food consisted of white bread cucumber,

chicken salad and pimento cheese sandwiches, fresh berries, quiche, scones and petit fours.

I might have crossed into the double digits with my sandwich triangles. OK, the berries were

a Superfood, but they had been masticating in a sugar substance. I refuse to admit the quantity

of my quiche intake and I ate the petit fours so quickly, I can barely remember what they tasted

like. Also, there was fruit tea, and here is what I have to say about fruit tea - if an alcoholic

feels the amount of inner turmoil when confronted with unsupervised alcohol that I feel

when confronted with a pitcher of fruit tea, then their lives are bitter fruits. I was overwhelmed by

the desire to take the pitcher of fruit tea and sprint into the bathroom where I could lock the door

and dump it down my gullet. I thought longingly of a funnel or a fishbowl to slurp from.

I mean I surely have some serious food issues, but my sister had a lovely shower and

received some lovely gifts. We headed back to her house and assembled her bassinet before

Mom and I hit the road and went to McDonald's (since the egg and bacon biscuit that I had for

breakfast was just not enough fast food for one day). I had a hamburger and a milkshake.

Oh yes, sports fans, I am hitting the workout tomorrow and I am Superfood bound. Swim, run

yoga and Gilad. It is all happening.