Now, I planned for a lot of things when I returned home from Europe. I expected to be overwhelmed with how many clothes I have and enjoy sleeping in my own bed. I prepared for the culture shock of once again hearing English in a boston accent and driving my car with fellow massholes.
What did I not prepare for?
The Europe 14.
Many of you have probably heard of the freshman fifteen, those glorious pounds that many college students gain their first year when they are let loose. We carb up, beer up and bacon up in college dining halls. TDR, the Terrace Dining Room, has something I like to call the Hangover Special. First, toast the bread, add scrambled eggs and three slices of bacon. And if you went for that extra drink or two when you shouldn't have, then add the home fries. Next, grab some french toast, usually four slices, and add syrup and powdered sugar. Finish with a bowl of fruit in pudding.
You may be asking, Camille did you eat this meal? Yes, I did, on multiple Saturdays and Sundays. We (a combination of Natasha, Alyssia, Genna and I among others) would rise around 1 pm and hit TDR for about two hours. Sundays I would head to cheerleading practice. That was the key: Cheerleading Practice. 30 hours a week I was forced to exercise. Thus, despite the hangover special that doomed some to inevitable wait gain. I came home Summer 09 looking pretty darn good.
But let's get back to the Europe 14. If you read this blog for the past two months, then you know i ate and drink my way through Europe. Many have asked... so where did all your money go? Wine, cheese, bread, and pastries. Seriously, there were mornings I ate three croissants and chocolate cake for breakfast. Where did I end up? Somewhere along the lines of 137 pounds. Yes, 137. I almost passed out after stepping on the scale, then I stepped on two more, convinced they were wrong. Oh, yeah, they weren't.
Comments from my parents:
Mom: Yeah, I can see it in your face.
Dad: You gained Johnny's baby fat.
Then my dad proceeded to buy me a gym membership. It's free, I'll take it.
The next couple of entries will touch upon my attempt to get back into pre-Europe shape. It includes a three day diet and almost getting jumped at the Dedham Planet Fitness. Trust me, I won't disappoint.
XO
Camille
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