But every once in a while, I just say "fuck it, dig in" and I eat whatever the hell I want. And I inevitably pay for it the next day. Today is that next day.
Yesterday, J and I grilled some burgers and had a small gathering. I had a cheeseburger (on a bun), sweet potato fries, chips and dip, and cupcakes. And my digestive system is making me pay today. I feel terrible, and I kind of just want a salad to atone for my sins.
Lesson learned- cheat on a part of a meal, not the whole meal. 😣