This weekend was a little different than last in that I planned to go off the plan. While I did cheat quite a bit I still feel like it wasn't out of control. On Saturday, I had my normal breakfast smoothie and headed off to crossfit. Lunch was in Clayton where I had a salad and split pork nachos with Jess. OH, and the girl scouts were there so we HAD to buy some cookies :) I went for the shortbread cookies because Marcus likes them. Before we left lunch we HAD to taste the cookies to make sure they were up to par and we didn't need to exchange them.
For dinner, we headed to the chili cook off in Highlands, NC. To quote Amanda, the scene was a mix of a senior citizen's home and an old western. Nonetheless, there was chili and CORNBREAD! We learned a very good lesson at the cook off. One should only TASTE each chili and then decide which one they would like to eat instead of eating the entire sample bowl of chili. We had so much chili we were all miserable. We felt so stuffed that we couldn't move. I don't think I've ever felt that full. I didn't think I could even fit water in after the hot chili. Unfortunately, Brandie's chili (the Blue Elephant Consignment Studio's) did not win the cook off. Maybe next year guys!
After the cook off, we pressed on to the Ugly Dog Pub where Brandie's husband's cousin's band was playing. It was a fun place. Somehow, we found room to fit a couple of warm chocolate chip cookies and ice cream in our full bellies. It must've been miraculous. The cookies didn't become uncomfortable until we started dying laughing at one poor woman's wardrobe malfunction. A group of ladies in their 40s were apparently out on a girls night of their own. They were sitting at the table beside us. They were all nicely dressed. One lady had on jeans and a tucked in white oxford shirt. She looked very put together. Then she squatted down to get something out of her purse and it happened....her black thong underwear revealed itself as her white shirt was apparently tucked into it. When she stood back up, the thong, with shirt tucked in, was half way up her back. I wish I had a picture. It was priceless. We probably should've told her right then and there, but we figured that one of her 6 friends would. Before they could, she headed full steam ahead to the dance floor where she started dancing with thong showing in front of everyone. The mystery to me is how the thong had ridden that far up and did not become uncomfortable. Amanda was laughing so hard she almost fell out the booth. Finally, 2 of the woman's friends escorted her off the dance floor and fixed her wardrobe. She seemed unshaken. Not bothered a bit. Good for her! That might have been the highlight of the weekend.
Yesterday was pretty relaxed. I went to meet Cassie and the bridal party to try on bridesmaid dresses. We had a lot of fun. After a couple of hours we finally found a dress that didn't make me look like a boy with my small chest and also was flattering for the larger chests. I wish I could share details of the process of finding said dress, but I'll leave that to a personal conversation. When I got home, Marcus and I went to sit with Nanny at her new digs and then headed to Mellow Mushroom for dinner. Yes, my cheat day was only supposed to be Saturday, but I felt like finishing the weekend off right. Marcus and I split a pizza and it was delicious. Just to make sure I finished it off right officially, I had girl scout cookies when I got home. Never fear, the rest of the box of cookies is now safely in the office breakroom where I expect them to be devoured by lunch time.
I have to be completely honest with you, although I thoroughly enjoy my cheat days, I will tell you that I do not feel well after I cheat. I don't sleep well and the next day I just feel off. Moral of the story, indulging is good in the moment and maybe for 5 minutes after, but the repercussions far outweigh the brief high you may get. I feel like I need to eat extra clean today so I feel well enough for crossfit tonight. Today is day 22, only 8 days left. They should be clean ones. We shall see.
Until tomorrow....
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