So Monday night, after all my talk of emotional eating and such, we had a power outage and went to a friend's house to eat dinner, since they had power. They were making pasta. Now I am not one to be a pain in the ass, I wasn't going to ask them to make it paleo somehow. They had put together this amazing meat and veggie sauce that was all chunky and delicious. Now, I could have had just a small serving of the pasta with lots of chunky meat sauce and no bread. Is that what happened? No. I devoured a ginormous bowl of pasta with 2 fat slices of bread with butter. There was no real reason for me to be such a gluttinous pig, but I inhaled that stuff. It's not like I had been ending a 30 day round of strict paleo and was indulging. I just finished a 4 day stint of poor eating choices. It makes you really wonder how addictive these food choices really are. I had the fullest intention of eating paleo all day, and did until the power went out. Funny how that works. Oh yeah, and had ice cream and a twix bar on the way home. Hmm.
On a happier note yesterday and today I've eaten extremely well. Plus yesterday was TKD. I did 2 hours of it and am feeling the awesome soreness that comes from a hard workout. I think I will be able to pick up some of the moves soon and not look like a total idiot.
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