So, I'm in Dallas and it's fantastic. I love the rep I'm working with (he and his partner are hilarious), I love the city, and I love the food. Usually when I travel, I grab a bagel and cream cheese at the airport, because I didn't give myself enough time to eat a nutritious breakfast. Then I eat the crackers and cheese they give you during the flight, along with some trail mix I bought pre-flight to tide me over until dinner, and then I go hog wild when my clients take me to dinner, because hey, we're usually at some really cool, chic, expensive restaurant, and when else am I going to have fillet mignon and creme brulee? Plus, the people I'm with always order an appetizer and dessert, and it's hard to say no when everyone is eating it. (Why is it so easy to say no to bad things like drugs and alcohol when "everyone is doing it", yet it's so hard to say no to bad foods?
Since I've started making more of a conscious effort to eat healthy, I've learned that healthy eating takes more preparation and effort. A LOT more effort. Scott (the rep I'm working with) took me to a neat little Italian place tonight. We ordered a salad, and an appetizer and a pizza. The salad was delicious with all sorts of veggies and fruit and a light vinaigrette dressing. Good start Shan, I thought. Then the appetizer came (flat bread and marinara sauce) and I only had once piece. The pizza was also on flat bread, and I ate 2 small slices. Then I was bad...they ordered dessert and I did partake. The reps beguiled me.
But I did good for most of the day-
I had a nutritious breakfast of high fiber cereal (it keeps me regular), a turkey sandwich for lunch with no mayo, and I didn't buy the trail mix. (See, I wasn't all that bad!)
So tomorrow morning, I'm waking up early to jog and I've already pre-ordered a healthy breakfast of oatmeal and raisins.
I promise to do better tomorrow!