Woke up Sunday feeling great. We'd walked five miles on the beach Saturday, so I'm pretty sure my high carb dinner/dessert didn't effect me much. I made a paleo brunch and then we spent the afternoon at the pool. All was well until.....dinner.
I ate mexican food. Gringo style. Beans, rice, cheese, and lots of chips and salsa. I ordered a taco and enchilada. Not a whole lot of food, but I couldn't finish it. I was stuffed. Piggy stuffed. Came home, fell on the couch, and went to sleep. I had a serious food coma.
When I came to, I wanted ice cream. I suppose I figured that since I had already gone hog wild, I might as well eat ice cream. Not a healthy way of thinking, I know, but I didn't care. Too lazy to walk the dog, I drove to the store for pig ears (for the dog) and Haagen-Dazs for me. Then I proceeded to do something I haven't done since college. I ate the entire pint. Oh yes I did. Not wanting leftovers tempting me from the freezer and not willing to throw half away, I ate it all. All 850 calories.
Several hours later I went to bed, and slept like a baby.
Today I am back on track. No hesitation. Just hoping I don't have to go through 3 days of cravings/sugar withdrawals and hunger. That would be bad. But it's almonst noon, and so far so good.
I can't believe I ate the whole pint. |
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