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My self control has been pushed to unbelievable limits the last week.

I am currently at my favorite place on this entire planet: Chandler, Minn. While I am covered head to toe in disgusting sweat and dirt, in a town with a population of 276 people, and almost an hour away from a Walmart or any type of shop, it's still where my heart is. I am one of the counselors for high school girls at the most incredible camp, Lost Timber Bible Camp. This place is so near and dear to my heart and also to my stomach. Along with being a place with amazing people and the most gorgeous views, I am surrounded by the most mouthwatering, scrumdiddlyumptious food ever. How in the world am I supposed to lose weight while there are buttermilk pancakes being flipped on the burner, bacon sizzling and popping on the stove top, and the most moist, delicious rhubarb cake you've ever had in your life? It's Tuesday and I still have four more days to go.

Oh boy.

I have helped myself to seconds only to salad, fruit and veggies and slapped my own hand when it begins to wander over to the plate of brownies, cookies and bars. I've even deprived myself of precious sleep by rolling out of bed, strapping on the sneakers and going walking/jogging, all mumbling under my breath the injustices of being rotund. I live in those athletic shorts with the elastic band while at camp, but today, I put on my skinny jeans and had to do the jean dance. I'm nervous to see where I am on the scales...

I've written this blog over the course of a few days and since Sunday, I have tried to keep up with these teenagers… wow. Not only did I realize how out of shape I was but also became disgusted with their incredibly fast metabolism! It makes me sick to see these kids eating five brownies and not gaining an ounce while I just have to look at brownies and gain 10 pounds. I've been playing Ultimate Frisbee, volleyball, softball, hiking and walking everywhere. If anything, my hope is that I've just maintained my weight while being here.

On a much funnier note, Jason joined me for hot yoga last Friday at Flex + Fit -- I wish you could have been there to see it. He was cracking me up with his facial expressions and grumblings! Just 10 minutes into it, Jason was dripping with sweat. In the beginning of the class, Jason was just having fun with it, making goofy faces as we assumed different positions. But as the class went on, Jason's inner man came out and instead of doing the slow and endurance building yoga pushups, he said, "No more!" and did them extremely fast. We were both so exhausted afterward but glad that we could experience it together. I was so incredibly happy to have Jason taking an interest in what I was doing. It meant more than he probably knows. Not to mention it was fun to have my best friend there to laugh with :)

I would love to know if there's a place or an event that you go to that you seem to just lose control when it comes to food; how to you combat that temptation? Please share!

Talk to you all soon!

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