I came kicking and screaming into this world. Strangely enough, not much has changed, I’m still kicking and screaming. Well, maybe I do more yelling than I do screaming. I’m not much of a screamer, but I do often get told to stop yelling.
Today I took the liberty of destroying all the hard work I had done last week in eating healthy and really just ate whatever. I even drank whatever. For a whole 7 days I had gone without diet coke, today I had 2. In the last 7 days, I’ve eaten all kinds of veggies and fruits, today, I had strawberries on my pancakes and my dessert at dinner (which wasn’t my dessert so much as it was my friends and I got to eat bites of hers, yes, I did have my own too).
I had already had my one beer this week (I like to keep it to 1, it keeps me inline) but I decided that I needed one tonight to go with my green chili chicken enchiladas (my favorite).
And then, when it was all said and done, I had this monsterous piece of chocolate cake that was, mmmmm, and I really don’t even like chocolate cake, but I think I looked at the dessert menu and went “I want the worse thing on here for me” and I ended up with the chocolate cake and it was good. I didn’t make it all the way through it, but I did make an attempt at it and made it through 2/3 of it.
It was a good birthday. Mom started my day off with a card and as she handed it to me she said “it’s not much, and I didn’t know what to get you because you just go buy everything you want.” I did get an completely cool gift card, it was an alligator and it’s jaw moved up and down. It’s the small stuff
Now, for the rest of the week, I need to get back on my eat healthy wagon because I’ve got a 75 mile bike ride on Saturday and I can’t have my nutrition being all out of whack.