Ouch...I was in the sun all day yesterday and ended up with the worst sunburn of my life and heatstroke. I went home taking half a sick day because I have been nauseaus all day. My skin is throbbing and swelling up like you wouldnt believe. You would think that I gained all my 47 pounds back! I am choosing to not weight in today because I know that it would show a gain as a result of the swelling and it probably would upset me since I am still in a state of happiness from my weigh in on Friday.
I had a great weekend though. Found a new bed and mattress set that is part of my birthday present to myself (with contributions from my parents and boyfriend) so now I can sleep in a larger bed on a mattress that doesnt suck!
Yesterday I went to the NHRA race that came to town (National Hot Rod Association). It was an extremely hot day and an hour under cloudy skies resulted in my severe burn. It rained for a few hours and my boyfriend and I hid under an EZup tent for a few hours and then resumed viewing the races. We had to find the only shady spot around as I was in pretty bad shape at that point, and by the time we got home in the evening, I was in severe pain.
There were so many interesting observations I had yesterday at the race track regarding people and food. We got there around 9 am and already, the masses of people were ingesting large quantities of alcohol and greasy fried food. I remember thinking at one point while watching a guy eat an ear of corn at 10 am, do you really need grilled corn on the cob at 10 am? Do you really need that margarita at 10 am? It was almost disgusting to me. All around me were overweight people. Overweight men carrying their huge guts around, and overweight women wearing skimpy tank tops and tube tops scarfing down large quantities of food all day. I can say this all because I have been there. I know how easy it is to go there and get so consumed with all of the food. But its almost like people just dont care anymore. To me, I have learned to view my body as something that truly deserves to be taken care of. I am aware of everything I put into it and what it does for me. Watching these people eat just to eat when they already looked so unhealthy just made me very sad that this is how a lot of people are nowadays.
I felt pretty proud that my boyfriend and I packed our lunches in a cooler so we could eat something much healthier than what was offered there. I also didnt drink any alcohol, only water, and I felt good. There was an older drunk fat man laying on the ground later in the day who probably got that way because he wasnt drinking any water (only beer) and because he probably didnt eat anything healthy and was exhausted from the sun. It made me sad that at that age (he was probably in his 40s), he couldnt even take care of himself the way I, almost a 26 yr old, have learned to do.
Now Im not saying I know everything about food or am perfect, but I do know that I have been on the other side of the tracks, and having been there and come back, I just dont see why it is worth it. I really dont. Why is eating or drinking any of the crap really worth it? It does nothing for your body and I dont understand how these people can walk around (struggling as I saw some overweight people doing) feeling proud.
The worst thing I saw of the day: I was sitting at a picnic table while my boyfriend left to go to the bathroom, and this overweight man was walking up to where the steps were to get into the seating area. The man said to his friend, "I aint going up no steps". There were THREE steps! And then a ramp where he could have stood to see the track (vs going up more steps). THREE steps! Why on earth would he pay $56 to come to a race and then decide he wasnt going to watch it because he didnt want to carry his large body up three steps.
I tell you people, what on earth is this world coming to sometimes?!
Time to head off to my oatmeal bath..