Friday I kind of went through the day with a “I don’t care” attitude in regards to food. We had a potluck at lunch and I ate a nice big plate of greek salad that I took (spring greens, roma tomatoes, calamata olives, feta cheese and italian dressing) with a few small bites of some pasta dishes.
It’s confession and learning time here. I’m confessing and hopefully you’re joining me in learning from my mistakes. 🙂
Short Story: I ate so much sweets on Friday I was literally sick to my stomach by bedtime.
But then there was the most decadent chocolate gooey cake with caramel, whipped topping for frosting and chopped nuts and peanut butter cups sprinkled on top.
Let me say that the first bites were heavenly and I greatly enjoyed them.
Had I stopped there I would’ve been fine, but I didn’t. That was the beginning of an afternoon of bites of sweets here and there. They were just bites, but nonetheless, they were too many bites. Included were bites of chocolate cheesecake, an orange cupcake with a homemade butter frosting and brownies.
My dinner and then a snack when I stopped by a friends were both fried, fatty foods. Then I came home to finish off my evening with more brownie until I finally reached that point right before bed with a cup of milk and small brownie that I stopped and realized I wanted to be sick. I wrapped up the remainder of the brownie and got rid of it. I suddenly couldn’t stand the sight of the brownies any more.
My stomach was upset and for the first time in a very long time I had eaten so much junk it made me sick. I actually can’t remember the last time this happened.
I am not necessarily proud of this. It was a yucky feeling.
I’d like to say I didn’t touch the brownies at all yesterday after that awful night, but I did.
I still ate more than necessary throughout the afternoon and evening, but I added fruit and healthier foods into my day along with water. So, I was a bit full of the brownies again last night, but not sickly full.
As of this morning I think I’ve had enough, and I’ve for sure had enough of eating myself sick on sweets. That was a feeling on Friday night that I don’t want to experience again ever if I can help it.