As someone who doesn't believe in diets, I've never had a reason to have this experience...
But I am coming off the heels of my first actual, CHEAT WEEKEND.
And yes, I am calling it that and I will tell you why!
I am someone who did go on "diets" in the past, but as most of you probably know...
The second you "call it something" out the damn window it goes!
Truth be told, I was coming down with something early last week.
So to start I was slightly exhausted, beyond anxious and incredibly off schedule.
My BFF was getting married, I had some bridesmaid dress drama
and I didn't give myself anytime to get those little extras done.
Lets kick this journey off with some pasta and bread and alcohol at the rehearsal dinner on Thursday! I never eat 2 of those things together. EVER! And I very rarely drink, but will in moderation!
On Friday morning, at bridal party headquarters... There was a bagel, (and fruit and chicken wraps which I did enjoy - but were focusing on the crap I ate) There was maybe 2 mimosas, perhaps 3. A beer or 2 on the ride to the wedding (can you say party bus?!) pasta probably 2 times at cocktail hour, several white wine spritzers, many a MORE glass of champagne AND maybe a beer or 2 at the actually wedding. I can say I had an amazing time... But wow, a little extra indulgence on my part had me feeling a little crazy! Thank god for dancing my butt off right?! (sweat, sweat, sweat - but that makeup didn't budge off my face!)
( I want to also include that I went to bed around 3am on Friday into Saturday - Woke up at 7:15am on Saturday morning! ) That brings us into Saturday where I catapulted myself into more gluttony. Some read this as awesome-ness - I consider it a nervous breakdown!
Indulged in a breakfast outing (that DID NOT include egg whites and/or veggies) then indulged in greasy, fried and cheesy appetizers with friends for "linner" early that afternoon accompanied by an angry orchard! A venti (non skim) iced pumpkin latte at Starbucks and a birthday cake pop, popcorn at the movies (I did drink a seltzer though - because a diet coke that large makes me incredibly uncomfortable!)
Finally I slept... Saturday to Sunday there was an incredible 7 hours
I could have and should have stuck it out for more but whatever...
Sunday morning, I woke up and I literally have never felt SICKER.
As you would imagine, I was definitely in a food coma, maybe still hungover and clearly EXHAUSTED. I couldn't breathe, my head was pounding and everything just hurt.
I was fortunate enough to have my mom make a pot of homemade chicken soup which made everything better, of course! But I couldn't wait to food shop, sleep and run!
I never noticed how off you could SOOOOOO feel from not being on your game!
I've always supported allow vs. deprive, I watch my portions, and eat clean and fresh as often as possible. That is my normal routine (if you will), I will pick and choose what I am okay with eating. (Ex. If I want a carb with dinner, I'll hold off on dessert.) I'm pretty good about my eating patterns, and my liquid consumption is water or seltzer at all times.
I won't say I hated the indulgence, I just didn't feel my best!
I wasn't worried that I took a step in the wrong direction with this "cheating/ gluttonous weekend" of mine but it really put into perspective how much progress I've made. And how much my body enjoyed routine and the finer green things!
I've been losing weight for the greater part of the last year.
I've been rather proud of my commitment to myself, however stress does take a toll, big time!
I won't be indulging like that anytime soon but geeze,
now that I got it off my chest - I do feel much better!
I was really almost beating myself up over it when I looked back for a minute.
And yes, I've ran several miles since Sunday :-)
Ever had a crazy weekend like this of your own?!
How did you feel, how did you heal?
Did you recover quickly... <3
