I’ve kicked myself in the butt a few times this year by
partaking a bit too much in the spirits.
Obviously, my doctor cautioned upon starting this journey to cut back on
alcohol. I’m not a big drinker so it’s
not a concern, but this year has been filled with weddings, bachelorette
parties, celebrations and vacations.
It’s not the choices that are the difficult part, it’s the
recovery! I’ve taken the time to educate
myself on the best options for me to order when out at a bar, however, the next
day can be brutal. The worst part about
drinking and dieting is not being able to swing by KFC or Dominos the next day
to let carbs cure what ails. In college,
my roommate and I would go to Publix every NFL Sunday (after a night out of
course) to get breaded, fried chicken wings, an entire bottle of ranch and
King’s Hawaiian rolls. Not to mention
that terrible habit we started of going on McDonalds runs on the way home from
parties for McChicken sandwiches and French fries. Oh, and we can’t forget all the pizzas I’ve
ordered at 2 a.m. We’re not even talking
good pizza here, people. I’m talking the
kind that is cheap and only tastes good with a buzz. Drinking and eating usually go hand in hand,
which is why I suspect they really tell you to limit alcohol! I, knock on wood, have not yet succumb to the
hangover voice in my head that wants mashed potatoes and will continue to
suffer until I learn my lesson.
Prepping for a night out used to be a hammered-down
routine. Aside from the makeup
application, outfit choosing and pre-drinking, we would also carb-load in order
to help one hold their liquor.
Now-a-days, my chicken Caesar salad isn’t going to help keep my captain
and diets from being absorbed any quicker.
This is where hydration is key. I
try my best to practice the one-for-one rule but sometimes you get distracted
dancing. In college, I used to be able
to drink with some heavy hitters but times have changed. Not only am I older, and technically an
adult, but I cut out beer and eat smaller dinners thus making me more
susceptible to being a light weight. On
a recent night out, I couldn’t figure out at what point in the evening I was
hit by a bus. When you factor in my
early/light dinner, liquor drinks, late-night and tons of dancing all combine
to needing sunglasses to open the refrigerator on Sunday.
The moral of the story, dear readers, is that drinking
heavily and dieting do not mix. Sure,
you can enjoy an adult beverage here and there (if your ID allows you to!) but
remember to stay hydrated, make the best choices, don’t over consume and
always, always, always have a designated driver, which applies to you
non-dieters, too! Trust me, it’s not
worth the carb-temptation challenge or headache.
Cheers!
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