The good news: I lost another 3 pounds this week! The bad news: today was my cheat day and for the first time in 10 weeks I ate what I wanted and I feel like hell.
I could really blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol I consumed today, but I didn’t consume nearly enough to warrant feeling like I was run over by a truck. It has to be the food. I just.feel.gross.
So this prompts me to think that maybe I SHOULDN’T have a cheat day on my birthday. Who wants to spend their birthday feeling like crap?
How bad is it? Well, I’ll spare you the TMI details, but it’s involved a lot of time getting cozy in the bathroom. Now I’m sitting in bed blogging at 7:30 pm on a Saturday night listening to Violet talk herself to sleep wondering if I’ll fall asleep before her.
And I didn’t even eat that bad. I did have 3 beers and an Irish Coffee. I know it isn’t the alcohol that did me in because I drank far more than that a month ago and didn’t feel anything like this. I had a corned beef sandwich for lunch and shared fries with Violet. I had half of a Shamrock Shake but couldn’t finish it because I felt so gross. I had a glass of milk and some sushi for dinner. None of this stuff is out of the ordinary for stuff I used to eat.
But today I feel like crap.
So I guess eating well is really worth it. Who wants to feel this way after splurging?
I’ll take my 3 pound loss and be thrilled with it. I got a bunch of compliments from my friends at the bar today, so that felt good. I don’t know how well the next week will be since I ate so poorly today. (Then again, my quality bathroom time might help get rid of a few of those calories consumed… just sayin’). I’m at 36 pounds lost. I can’t wait to hit 40, but I don’t think it will be for at least 2 weeks.
And with that, Violet’s still chatting away, and I’m headed back to the bathroom. Ugh.
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No fun, I know how you feel. It’s amazing once you start eating better how your feel when you go off of it. I hope you feel better tomorrow!