Blue Monday

     It's around noon on Monday. I'm coming off of a weekend of, well...too much I guess. Saturday I hosted a bachelor party for a good friend of mine. Most of the day was dedicated to either eating or drinking. I did a lot of both. My hangover yesterday was epic. I order to battle it I sought comfort in more terrible food and drink. Last night I went a birthday party for a good friend of mine in Williamsburg that ended at roughly 4:00AM with a baked me purchasing enough processed, chemically enhanced food at my local bodega to put a gorilla in a sugar coma for a week. 

     I have a clear picture in my head of myself from last night standing in front of the bag of nonsense I bought just before I went to bed last night. Luckily I only ate about a quarter of it before I took a step back and literally said to myself, "I can't do this." I threw all that was left in the trash. I know that sounds wasteful. I was raised to never waste food so it's rare that I make a move like that. However, a year or so ago I read an article in Men's Health talking about tossing out what you're too stuffed to finish versus eating it so to not be wasteful. The article said the following and I think about this phrase quite often. "Even if you consume the food so as not to be wasteful, it's still going to waste...as fat in your body."  

    How do I feel today? Not too good. My veins feel like salt and oil are coursing through them. My stomach is still kind of a mess and my general sense of moral is low. The older I get, the more sensitive I become to what goes into my body. I've been feeling great these last few weeks since I started the blog. It's a combination of the exercise, the healthier foods, and all of your support and well wishes. I've spent most of my mornings these last few years feeling like I do right now. After these last few weeks, I know that there is a better way to move through life. Although I over did it this weekend (And I planned on it. Just look at the previous post.) I had no idea it would come back to me so hard. 

   All I can do now, all any of us can ever do when we slip and fall, is pick ourselves up and move forward. I've stated in previous posts that this blog is also a journal. I felt it would be disingenuous to not talk about how I feel at this moment. To document it so I might remember it and in the future, avoid it. I wish there was something more positive here for you today reader friends. I wish there was something funnier, but this is what today is. All I can do is promise myself that tomorrow I'll do better.

Have a good Monday.