After the Storm

So another Thanksgiving has come and gone. I ended up making dinner for Friendsgiving on Saturday. I have never made a more excellent bird. 23lbs. Maple Glaze. Bacon wrapped. Diet destruction. You see all these articles and tv shows that show you how to eat healthy during the holidays. Um, yeah right. Let's see stuffed mushrooms or the parsley on the veggie tray. I even saw an article once telling you to bring your own baggy of veggies. Well hello handsome man, excuse me while I get a carrot out of my purse. What these? Oh no it's just that I am um allergic to sprinkles. And cream cheese. And fun. Ha ha. I know if you do everything in moderation it's not that bad. But after a few cups of eggnog it's so easy to forget where the moderation is. So that's my goal. I know I won't be able to abstain from all the deliciousness of the holidays but I have switched to red wine to control my drinking (I don't like it very much so I don't drink a lot of it) and I am going to try to eat at home as much as I can and snack on healthy foods before going out. My biggest problem is this whole exercise thing. I just can't get motivated. I am sure a little of it is depression but I am so tired all the time. I know that it's hard to start and hard to stop. I just want to find the motivation to get going. I hate that my body is sore and tense. I hate that I'm not losing weight. (Side note-I don't think I'll be making my first goal. It bums me out but I have no one to blame but myself.) It's like playing hide and seek with the exercise idea and I have found a really good hiding spot. I always say tomorrow morning I am going to get up and do it! Yeah! And then the alarm goes off and I spend an hour hitting the snooze button only to bolt out of bed and rush through the morning routine becase I am now late. When I get home it's dinner, Jack, exhaustion, tv, bed. Where's Tony Robbins when you need him? So instead of pissing and moaning here on my blog, I am going to get up and at least go through a stretching routine. At least it's a start. Right?