I have a confession to make...this is serious people, so try not to judge me too harshly.
Yesterday I had THE worst day of eating I have had in 7 months..
First let's start with the justification (because you know I like to make excuses):
The two reasons this happened were,
1. my day did not go as planned, so neither did my eating
2. My husband was in celebration mode.
Let me explain and I will start with number two
My husband has lost 52 lbs total in the past 9 months. This can be contributed to the fact that he stopped drinking and he started training. His major goal was to make a low weight class at a tournament he competed in yesterday (Grapplers Quest). He had to be 168 lbs and he did it. He also happened to take 2nd place in both of his divisions in his very first competition ever. Go Hubby!!!
So what did he do. He stopped at Cheesecake Factory on the way home and brought home mass amounts of food.
It was the tastiest stuff I have ever put my mouth on. Seriously, I wanted to roll in around in it.
I had 3 avocado egg roles. This is probably my favorite food ever.
Half of a chicken Thai pasta dish covered in peanut sauce. And if you know Cheesecake Factory you know half of a dish is like 4 servings.
And of course I had to have 1/2 a piece of snickers cheesecake.
I probably would not have felt so guilty about this had I not stuffed my face with disgustingness earlier that day.
I was running super late to get to a fall festival where I was meeting a friend. This resulted in a Ham egg and cheese on an English muffin from Dunks.
Then, after realizing the "restaurant" that was advertised at this fall festival was actually a shack with a microwave...the kids and I ate a gourmet lunch of luke warm hot dogs (barf) and a shared bag of good ole' lays.
AND (yes there is an and) we also stopped to get a soft serve ice cream on the way home because sometimes I bribe my children so that they do not embarrass me in public (don't bother lecturing me on this bad parenting move, sometimes it's about mommy survival).
I don't really feel guilty about this. I think sometimes you just can't worry about it. I have been pretty darn good at controlling myself and Cheesecake Factory does not just show up at your door on just any occasion.
It might be considered a problem that I woke up at 6am and ate the remainder of the Thai Chicken. And it may become a problem that the other half of my cheesecake is taunting me as we speak and it is only 8:45 a.m.
Tomorrow there will be veggies. Lots and lots of veggies. But today, I am pretty sure there will be cheesecake.