Eating St. Louis

I woke up in someone else’s body.

Well, I guess it generally looks like me, only heavier and somewhat doughy. On vacation, we all gained a few pounds. We arrived in St. Louis at dinner time, going straight to the Hill, getting the first seating at Cunetto House of Pasta. Because we were in St. Louis, and haven’t discovered good Italian in C’ville, we ate Italian food a lot. We then went to Ted Drewe’s for dessert. We continued to eat our way through our vacation with milkshakes at Steak n’ Shake, birthday cake (the girl is 10!) and burgers. Oh, and someone brought gooey butter cake to the picnic! Sigh. I’m wearing birthday cake on my thighs, pasta on my hips.

So this morning I got up early and went for a run. OK, so I walked a lot on my run, but I got out and did it again this afternoon. I felt heavier with every step. Gravity noticed my overindulgence and mocked me as I plodded along.

A friend told me about her 30lb. weight loss — she swears by the food journal. I found a free one here that helps count calories in food and activity. It looks pretty good so I’m going to give it a try.

So our food obsessed holiday ended last night when we, at last, after 12 hours in the car, arrived in Charlottesville. We noticed the odd smell the minute we opened the door. A walk to the fridge revealed the freezer door propped slightly ajar, stuck open with the ice tray which had not been completely pushed back into place. Can I even describe to you how disgusting the thawed food not only smelled, but looked? I like to freeze bananas at their ripest so I can use them when I’m ready to bake. Bananas, chopped in half, frozen, then thawed and hanging out in a ziploc bag for a week in an open freezer are the most disgusting things I’ve ever witnessed. I wasn’t sure what they were at first; fat, dark fingers floating in liquid, bloated earthworms covered in dirt or rancid breakfast sausages, swollen in the heat.

I Hefty bagged the entire contents of the freezer and Lady MacBethed my hands for the rest of the evening. This, my friends, is the way to start a diet.

2 Responses to “Eating St. Louis”

  1. msf Says:

    I’ve got a little experience with smelly fridges.

    http://theolsonfive.com/2005/09/mandeville-melon.html

    Two of them, powerless, stewing in the hot sun for about a week. Nasty, nasty stuff.

  2. amanda Says:

    yeah, that was the experience of half of STL after our “gustado” and weeklong power outages….I clued in on day two and dumped all perishables. Sigh.

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