In preparations for my upcoming whole30, I have been eating VERY clean during the week and only allowing cheat meals on the weekend.
Well, Wednesday night I broke down. Big time.
It had been a busy day. Penny and were up early to hike a few miles with friends, we followed that by a swim at the lake (Penny not me), then I hit up a CrossFit class at Verve and finally I had to teach spin/yoga (30 min spin, 30 min yoga). If you know my classes at all, we also throw about 10 min of core in the middle.
I had eaten clean that day. Good portions, but no snacks. Lots of veggies, meats, some fruit - I was feeling good. I had also had a protein shake. I was on a roll.
Then the wheels came off.
I got home after class and didn't have anything "prepped" in the fridge and frankly, I didn't feel like it.
I WANTED A BURRITO.
It started out as wanting Taco Bell, but luckily the drive-thru line was too long. Then it turned into Chipotle. I wanted a carnitas burrito with lots of green tabasco sauce on it. And chips.....YUM!
There is a Chipotle a few blocks from my house, so I put the pups (Penny is having a sleepover) in the car and rushed over. I could barely contain myself....I was so hungry.
I ATE IT ALL.
|the whole thing.....in my belly|
There is something to be said for what you put into your body. And even though Chipotle burritos are a "better choice" than Taco Bell - the result was the same.
UGH! I was in agony Thursday morning. ABSOLUTE AGONY.
The chips, the rice and probably the salt wrecked me (my rings were tight today).
So folks, the proof is in the pudding - literally (leave it up to your imagination how my digestive system felt). You get out....what you put in.
I can't wait to see what the end of September holds for us - and for all of you who are joining me!