I'm in a bit of a cake coma at the moment.
That's what happens when you consume a lot of cake over a short period of time. You go into a coma. I wouldn't recommend it, unless you knew you were never going to have cake ever again in your life. Then it'd be worth it.
But me? I know I will have cake again, so I don't know what the heck happened to me. I sure ACTED like I was never going to have it again.
If you ever need to gain six pounds in a week, just ask me! I know how! Try to do it around a holiday and a birthday, and throw in the threat of a looming diet for a bit of desperation, and the poundage is limitless. I actually should be thanking my lucky stars that I only gained six.
It all started with the 4th of July festivities. I decided to make some more S'mores, and then all of a sudden I had whipped up some chocolate chip cookie bars and my famous chocolate brownies with fudge frosting, too.
We did manage to eat some healthier food that weekend, like pizza, and fried chicken.
And then Gabi and Gilberto's birthday was the coming Wednesday, and I knew there'd be a birthday dinner on Tuesday at our favorite Chinese restaurant, followed on their actual birthday by pizza and cake and icecream. And I knew the cake would last a few days. So I decided to NOT go back on my diet until the next weekend so I could enjoy all the food without worrying about carbs and calories.
And since I was off my diet, why not have a grilled cheese sandwich? And some pasta! And a hamburger on a real bun! Forget about what gluten does to my insides, this was my week to go for it!
That's how I gained back SIX WHOLE POUNDS in a week.
And now here I am on Friday, feeling crappy enough from my sugar and wheat extravaganza that I'm starting back on my diet a whole day early. I seriously could not eat another piece of cake if you PAID me (and that is saying a lot- usually I'd pay YOU).
My black work shoes are sqeaking again, my baggy clothes are not so baggy anymore, and my face has resumed a slightly more chubby appearance.
All that hard work from before wiped out. Not to mention all the times I've written here about getting revved up again, only to fail. It's getting a bit embarrassing. And so not worth it.
NOT WORTH IT, LAURAL!
I know I can do it. I did it before, and I'll do it again.
So as of today, I'm back on the diet. And so for so good! Though it's only 9:00 in the morning.