Monday, January 21, 2013
MLK Day is one of those weird days that I have off while everyone else is at work. It seems I have fun-filled day of housework ahead of me... some holiday.
I feel pretty crummy this morning. Roomie's mom came in town for the weekend so we did it big, and I'm now suffering from a beer/enchilada/fun hangover. I'm sure I surpassed my Thanksgiving Day calorie intake yesterday! (But who knows since I didn't track) I definitely let things get out of control... started the day with cottage cheese, then had ham n' cheese grits, then buffalo chicken egg rolls, beer, okra oven fries, beer, more egg rolls and more beer, Mama's enchiladas (amaaaazing), beer, beer, beer.
From past blogs I can identify this behavior as a pattern. Whenever I get a scale surprise that I've lost when I expected to gain, I celebrate by giving myself the go-ahead to get crazy. What comes next is a week-long struggle to fight carb withdrawals and getting indecent with dessert items. So... I expect today to be rough.
I'm going to experiment. Maybe I'll be able to come up with an after-binge ritual that will spare me the week of hellish carb cravings and body image whiplash. Today I'll try a low-carb detox, and see how I feel. Maybe keep fruit to only a banana, but have unlimited veggies. No breads or rice today. And of course keep my sodium in check. I'll have to make a note to see when the crash hits and what it makes me crave.
My stomach feels like a deflated whoopie cushion, and when I press on my guts I can feel how raw they are. I thought about this feeling yesterday, knowing full well I was headed for gastrointestinal misery, but I told myself it was worth it..... Was it?