So Saturday I got a bug up my ass and needed to go out to eat. I was feeling all confined up in this house and needed out. In hindsight that was a big mistake. Cause I had maybe 5o thousand beers and got tore the fuck up! it was so bad that I went by the market and bought not one or two but four pints of ice cream.
I woke up early and hung over the next morning to discover that I ate about two pints of ice cream and a wave of shame washed over me. here I was just a few days into the low carb thing and I carb loaded like a crackhead!
So Sunday, I climbed back on the horse. I ate correctly and even forced myself to run that evening. I knew the run would suck major ass but it was my own fault. in fact, I felt as though I had accomplished something when I ran. yes, the time was bad but that run was about getting back on track.
This morning for breakfast I had a fried egg (in olive oil) with onions and a few baby shrimp covered with cheese. The low carb breakfast rocks! I am taking melon and some soy burgers to eat today and hopefully I won't feel so hungry.
Oh well, the start of a new day..
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