WARNING: Self-entitled rant in 5…4…3…2…
So, on Friday I worked out with Combat 45 but gained 6 pounds that night because I had the audacity to go to a friend’s going away party and indulge in a little junk food. 6 pounds. Let that sink in. That’s a baby. I became 9 months pregnant in 12 hours.
Sure, it’s just water weight, but it’s water weight that’s refusing to go away even after drinking tons of water and dancing my @$$ off at a night club AND doing Lower Body Lean Out on Saturday. So what did I do? I ate some more. Boneless wings, 18 of them.
I make no excuses for my actions, eating more junk the wrong route to go and I acknowledge that. I suppose through my skewed reasoning, it just felt like a personal attack against all the progress that I made. Working out consistently and eating right only to gain back every single pound I lost and then some in the course of one evening. It is true that I made the decision to have that food Friday night, but I’ve never ever gained that kind of weight in one night unless I had a buffet or something, and even then 6 pounds was a lot.
As I type this, it’s Sunday evening and I don’t feel good at all. I have a headache and I’m hungry to the point where my body is itching and I really, really crave some Taco Bell and a couple shots of some form of hard liquor, both resting comfortably at the bottom of Michi’s Ladder. Literally, the very thought of having those things is sending chills through my body and I am having to do everything within my power to stop myself from driving there and buying a 5-layer burrito and the nachos grande. This is food addiction, people. It’s not minor and it’s not imaginary, it’s real and it f***ing sucks.
I apologize for the delay in posting, I just haven’t felt up to typing out my thoughts but I owe it to all of you to express my emotions and everything I’m going through. There are going to be days like this, but I thank you all from the bottom of my heart for following me and putting up with my crazy @$$.
Keep it real and *kisses fist* stay with the fight.