i do have a few weekend confessions, though.
so last friday, i decided that if i was going to go to the gym after work, i would allow myself to have a burger with a sourdough bun (sourdough somehow being an SBD-acceptable white bread, in moderation). so that was fine and well and good.
and then i went out drinking friday night with the girls. and when i returned home around 2 a.m. i was hungry. and noted, with all the rationale a bourbon-addled brain can muster, that i'd not had pizza in two months and surely i was due. (this is why no one should live next door to a pizza place.)
so yes. at 2 a.m. saturday morning, i had 2 slices of pepperoni pizza.
i thought i would make up for this by dragging my hungover ass to the gym the next morning. WHICH I DID. *applause*
and i thought that perhaps by working out twice in 24 hours i'd maybe be forgiven the drinking, the burger, and the pizza.
but THEN my boyfriend and i had a The Talk, and by sunday morning, i insisted on pancakes.
so there it is. let's see if we can glean some lessons or something...
*don't drink and eat. easier said than done, but i have to remember that really, it should be one or the other. and since i made such a big deal about not wanting to cut out alcohol, i really need to remember to be careful.
*i'm capable of working out while hungover. no more excuses in coming weekends.
*if you're going to have a Talk with your boyfriend, you're probably going to want comfort food afterwards. plan accordingly.
i strongly recommend pancakes.