So I cheated! Big time. But I’ve SO learned my lesson. Day 21 started really well, then by noonish, my energy evaporated big time. Then, later in the day, I had a weird cramp in my stomach, and I was craving salt, big time. So that evening, I went to a restaurant, ordered some chicken soup, but only sipped the chicken broth. I ordered this soup at an El Salvadorian restaurant, so they left chips, salsa, and tortillas on the table. I drank the salsa juice as well. So that went fine- chicken broth and salsa juice- I didn’t consider that cheating. I drink chicken broth several times a week whenever I’m craving salt, and salsa is basically a bunch of tomatoes and other veggies- and I’m almost positive that it’s made fresh at that particular restaurant.
So when I left the restaurant, I was SO craving food. Even though I was not physically hungry, I couldn’t get my mind off of my favorite food- pizza. The chicken broth and salsa made me feel great, and I didn’t experience any cramps at all afterwards, so I thought- pizza would probably make me feel even better (even though I felt fine). It’s funny, because we all have our demons. With some people it’s liquor. Others- cigarettes. Still others- it’s shopping, drugs etc. Carbs are my Achilles hill, my tragic flaw. My name is ________________ and I’m a carboholic.
So I folded. My mental hunger won and I went to my favorite pizza place for pizza. I ordered a cheese pizza with olives and sausage. This particular pizza joint prepares everything fresh and makes a killer pie. And when I bit into a piping hot slice, it tasted like rubber. It was so awful. I couldn’t believe how different it tasted. So then, because I knew it shouldn’t have tasted that way (and because I’m an addict), I figured if I ate even more, then it would eventually taste the way it should. So I had I think about 4 or 5 slices (about half of a medium pizza). Now normally, I could have easily eaten the entire pie with some chips and cookies too, but I just couldn’t get any more down. Then I went to sleep. Around 9pm ish.
Well, about 2am on Day 22, I awoke to the most horrible stomach cramps and pain. It was really bad. I had horrible gas, diarrhea. It was really, really bad. I had stomach cramps and felt lousy for all of Day 22. I didn’t consume anything by mouth until about 4pm on Day 22- I had to drink some water and later that evening, I had orange juice.
Needless to say- lesson learned. Big time! I will not cheat anymore. It’s so not worth it. And actually, I’m glad it did happen- because now, when I’m craving pizza, I can remember Days 21 & 22 and know that it’s not worth it. Although now, I can’t stop thinking about Subway sandwiches. Lol.
So today, day 23, I’m having orange juice. I just juiced the last of my 25lb bag that I bought a few days ago. More later…
