The evening started out innocently enough. We had tickets to attend an auction to support sending some kids to Quebec. It promised an evening of appetizers, maybe a glass of wine or two, and a room full of parents bidding on the odd steak knife and hand knitted scarf. I mean, how crazy could it get? We were planning on leaving early and maybe checking out a DVD after.
By the fourth plastic cup of boxed wine-in-a-baggie, I was out of control! Oooh, that picture looks great...bid on it! Two nights in Tofino.....bid on it! I've always wanted to go fishing....bid on it! Once the nice ladies sitting next to me handed over their drink tickets (either through fear or sympathy), I could not be stopped. I ate a bowl full of Bits & Bites all by myself, I dove into the sandwich tray like a kid launching herself into a bin of balls. I even ate processed meat! Oh...the humanity!!!!
...And it didn't stop there. Once the last glass of wine was drunk and I was safely home (via designated driver) I found the Halloween candy (memo to self...pour dish washing liquid on all remaining Halloween left overs after placing in the garbage). Needless to say, when I woke up this morning, I felt less than energetic never mind healthy and vital. I had mini Kit Kat bar oozing out my pores coupled with the nasty taste of Bits & Bites emanating from my very soul. But that's not the worst of it. As we got up and moved slowly out into the dining room, we saw the evidence of the night before spread across the dining room table. A margarita kit complete with rimming salt and napkins, a water colour of the local scenery, and gift certificates for chartered fishing trips, rock climbing, overnight stays were all reminders of our (my) momentary lack of self-control (memo to self...never drink and auction).
|That's me. Bloated and furry.|
O well. What's done is done. On the bright side, we now have two nights in Tofino and a fishing trip to look forward to...although I can't say I'm looking forward to making Margaritas any time soon. What does this have to do with health? In my opinion, health (or wellness) can be defined as the understanding and awareness of when you are unhealthy or unwell and knowing what to do about it. In my case, I'm drinking gallons of water, taking a nap, and eating vegetables for lunch and dinner (of course I had to partake in the traditional hangover breakfast of greasy eggs and buttery toast - if there was a chocolate chip cookie or two thrown in the mix, I had no control over it).
Real life health may include the odd night of alcohol and bank account abuse (because that's real life). I'm not proud of it, I'm not suggesting it, but I am admitting it.
That's all I got. Now I must check under the couch for change.