You know you ate too much when 7 hours after a meal you still feel like there’s a rock in your stomach. That’s exactly what I’m going through right now. You’d think that would stop me from eating more junk but noooo instead it has the opposite affect and I want to eat everything in sight. Why is that?
Don’t answer… just a rhetorical. Let me tell you about my great day…
Today I attended Bloggy Bootcamp in Baltimore. I thought it would be good opportunity to meet some local bloggers while getting pumped for FitBloggin’. Call it conference research. I really wanted to attend an event so it was fresh in my mind when hosting my own in two weeks… TWO WEEKS (omg, omg omg I’m not freaking out. Nope. Not me. It’ll be fine. FINE, I’m sure. right? RIGHT??)
Before heading out to the conference little guy and I had a great morning making waffles out of our Quick Whole Grain Banana Pancake batter.
Afterwards we pulled out the old dominos and had some fun. :)
Then I was off to the city. I’m 20 minutes outside of Baltimore since moving and I love it. In no time I was at the Pier 6 Hotel, right across the water from the Marriott where FitBloggin’10 will be. SO cool!
Anyway, the conference was good. I felt it was mostly geared towards "Mommy bloggers." I’m not using that term derogatorily. Mommy bloggers are cool chicks but I just don’t understand why we don’t categorize ourselves as just "bloggers." Women who happen to have kids are so much more then just "mommies." Maybe I’m splitting semantic hairs here but if you are a mom and a blogger you are still just a blogger. I don’t know any other field that prefixes itself with the word mommy. Mommy Lawyers? Mommy Chefs? Mommy Doctors? No no no you are just Lawyers, Chefs, or Doctors, right?
Ok, stepping off my blogger soapbox. I realize this doesn’t apply to most of you reading. Just something that’s been bugging me lately. If I have more time to post about the conference details I’ll do it over on RoniNoone.com. There was some cool tips passed around.
So lunch there was INSANE. Did I really need to eat the entire salad (which had WONDERFUL mozzarella cheese and balsamic vinaigrette,) a roll, the whole chicken breast with veggies and potatoes, AND the BIGGEST PIECE OF CHOCOLATE CAKE I’VE EVERY SEEN?!? Seriously this thing was insane. I wish I took a picture.
No. No I didn’t. But it was so darn tasty!
Am I regretting it now? Yes. But not because I feel guilty or ashamed or any nonsense like that but because my stomach feels yucky now. Sorry, there’s no other word I can use that describes it better then that. Yucky.
When I eat a meal like this I’m reminded how I used to feel ALL the time. I’d go from one meal to the next eating way too much thinking that this is what it meant to be full. Now I know better. Stuffed is in a whole other category then full and I don’t think I like it very much.
Again, no sense in beating myself up. I’m already moving on. Tomorrow I have my first longer training run for the half. 5 miles. I think that will be my longest run this year so far! I’ll tell you how it goes tomorrow. I’m off to watch Food, Inc. with hubby. I hope it scares him into eating a little better. Then again, Super Size Me didn’t, so my hopes aren’t that high. :)