Kill me.
Here is the culprit:
"Bubbles?" you may be asking yourself. Yes, bubbles. Actually the orange icing there and the cake inside the bubbles are what killed me yesterday. I went to Conor's birthday party and I had saved up calories during the day so I would have some cake, but I lost control and ate and ate and ate and ate....
-- guacamole, a solid CUP, it had to be and with tortilla chips-- a lot of them
-- 2 hotdogs, relish, ketchup, one bun
-- 2 slices of that cake. (I did have icing left on my plate, but that's because I was scared of diabetic coma, had I eaten all that sugar.)
--2 bowls of fruit salad
-- a bottle of David's homemade beer
--a scoop of potato salad
-- and NO exercise (thank you, rain)
I had such a good week, too. I'm really upset about the sudden gain. It did allow for a loss over the course of the week, but I was rough on myself during my run this morning and the subsequent core work-out.
The coming week will be better.
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