All Good Things Must Come To An End

It’s Thursday again but no weigh in for me today because we are still on our road trip.

We are on the last leg of our journey and will be home in a couple of days.  It has been such an amazing time and I have loved every minute of it.  We have seen some gorgeous places and met some great people.  The Australian bush may look rugged and ugly to some, but to me I think it is one of the most beautiful sights on earth.  The Australian bush has so many faces and around every turn we are once again awed by what we see.

As much as I have enjoyed our road trip and rural Australia, it does make sticking to a healthy eating plan a little difficult.  At the start of the trip we were in places were we had access to supermarkets and microwaves.  Once we headed a bit further inland, the rooms we were staying in no longer had microwaves and although there were supermarkets, we had no way of cooking.  We had to eat out a lot.  Not that I’m complaining.  Up until the last couple of days, the meals have been a foodie’s heaven and the adult beverages haven’t been bad either. 😉

But it has meant that I haven’t been able to be consistent with my diet.  We have still made a conscious effort to walk daily and stop the car regularly so we can move around and not be stationary all day, but as to whether I have gained any of my hard-lost kilos, I won’t know until next week when I jump on the scales at home.

I have also noticed that the longer we have been on our trip, the less motivated I have become.  Whether that is because I have  gotten into the holiday mode or whether it is because I am tired, I don’t know.  What I do know is that it is harder to say no to sweets and bakery treats.  I haven’t fallen off the wagon entirely, but it is a lot harder to resist temptation.  This is especially true when you have very little choice in where you can eat.  We were in a very small country town last night and the options for dinner were the local pub or a takeaway shop.  There was a supermarket, but we had no way to cook any food.  We had a delicious roast at the pub, but the portions size was small and hubby was still hungry so we bought some hot chips and of course I couldn’t let him eat them all himself!

Having said all of that, I know that as long as I am making wise choices more often than I am making unwise ones, I am still on the right track.  What is the point of living if you can’t enjoy it?

We still have four more days before we get home and while I’ll be sensible, I don’t think it is necessary for me to deprive myself completely.  I am an unashamed foodie and our last port of call is one of my favourite places so I say, “let’s eat, drink, and be merry.”

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