I asked for no birthday cake. 0 cakes. I guess I wasn't explicit enough. Apparently, I needed to say more than "So, we aren't having any cake tomorrow....right?". That wasn't a hint to ensure I ended up with a birthday cake. Or 3 cakes. Yep, I ended up with 3 cakes. 3 chocolate cakes at that. Next year I will be sure to state "Please do not buy or make me a cake. Do not get me any cake....and definitely do not get me 3 cakes".
And so, in the last 24 hrs, I have consumed a large amount of cake in 3 sittings. Considering my sugar intake over the last couple of months has been quite low due to a super-clean diet, I am wired for sound right now. I can barely concentrate on my computer screen. I will wake up tomorrow morning wanting chocolate for breakfast. This means I have to start over again tomorrow with "detoxifying" my body from sugar. I hate that game. I will open the fridge door tomorrow at least 50 times, walking away empty-handed because nothing will appeal to me but sugar. By mid-afternoon, I will be ready to kill someone just for a small fix. Tonite, I am mad at the world, and myself for the cake consumption. I wish I were one of those people who could indulge and get away with it. Unfortunately, I will step on the scale tomorrow to find that my 1 day of indulgence has left me 2 lbs heavier. That's how I roll! ;-)
And so tomorrow I turn back into the super strict nutrition nut. Not because I am striving for perfection, but because my body just doesn't deal well with deviations from good fuel. I hope that once I get some green veggies and lean protein back in my system, my inner bitch will quiet down a tad. If not, I just might have to stab her with my chocolate cake covered fork.
-jl
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