Thanksgiving weekend was a food and drink free-for-all. Of course it was. It’s the Webster Dictionary definition of Thanksgiving. It was full of delicious food (thank you to my mother-in-law, MaryLou!), wine (thank you to my father-in-law, Patrick, and to my husband, Ryan!), and pie (thank you, Griggstown!)

So you can get the full picture of the impact, on Friday night alone, my husband mentioned that I drank more after dinner drinks than drinks he had the whole night. And I didn’t workout. At all. I mentioned to him that when I start very seriously buckling down on diet and fitness in a month, I will be dry for weeks. ::Shudder:: At least the dryness will reset my alcohol tolerance and lower tolerance = fewer calories consumed. So, what’s the damage? A few pounds. One of the trainers said it was water weight. I told her she was too kind. And also it’s wine weight.

Fitness after Thanksgiving has been tough. It isn’t just the level of toughness I’ve inflicted on myself but, because I was so gluttonous and motionless for so long, I am sore all over. This week looked like this:

  • Monday: LiveFit Phase 2, Week 1, Leg Day #1 plus abductor and adductors; and stair master and rowing machine
  • Tuesday: Cardio chaos plus other stuff I can’t remember now
  • Wednesday: Workout with GymBuddies Tara and Anne (which involved one of them strapping a huge rubber band around my waist and me pulling her around the track like a big huge ox)
  • Thursday: Glute camp, Phase 2, Week 1, Shoulder Day, 1-mile on the track
  • Friday (writing about the future): Phase 2, Week 1, Chest/Back and yoga

As I said, I’m sore. But I’m sore because I haven’t been seriously lifting and I wasn’t working out much for a week. I’m hoping to be sore for all of December. The plan is serious lifting until January and then — buckle down time. Not because of any new year resolution but because my gym has a weight loss competition that starts up in January and a girl’s gotta get into the bikini (in my head I hear, “Yeah, right.”) (Go away, doubter in my head). I also have a family wedding coming up next October. Did you know Fredrick’s of Hollywood sells dresses?

Anyone else out there working out?

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Mary Galioto is the founder, publisher and editor of MercerMe. Originally from Brooklyn, Mary has progressively moved deeper and deeper into New Jersey, settling in the heart of the state: Mercer County. Formerly the author of an embarrassingly informal blog, Mary is a lifelong writer and asker of questions and was even mentioned, albeit briefly, in the New York Times and Washington Post. She holds a bachelor’s degree in English from SUNY Binghamton and a Juris Doctorate from Seton Hall Law School. In her free time, Mary fills her life with excessive self-reflection, creative endeavors, and photographing mushrooms. Mary also works as the PR Coordinator at the Hopewell Valley Arts Council, serves on the volunteer Board of Trustees of the Lawrence Hopewell Trail (LHT), holds a seat on the Hopewell Borough Board of Health, and is a member of the Hopewell Valley Municipal Alliance.


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