I apologize for the silence, friends! The past 10 days have been beyond busy! It all started last weekend with 3 parties, moved on to birthday celebrations (I use the whole week) and ended with a trip to Savannah that I literally just walked in the door from. I was itching to get a post up to you as I have been contacted by several people asking when the next installment of my life would be available for the masses. I will probably disappoint for a few weeks due to not having as much time to ponder and write with the holidays rapidly approaching.
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Not ready for all this jelly |
These past 10 days have not only been busy but have also been filled with food. Most days, I ate cake, a cupcake, ice cream, a beignet or some other form of something I shouldn’t be eating on the regular. I did make a fabulous find in Orlando at the Blue Bird Bake shop. Their cupcakes are ON POINT! This is a picture of the box my parents and I got after my birthday lunch. This picture also captures my face of disappointment that I can’t eat this PB&J cupcake every day of my life. Vanilla cake. Peanut butter icing. Grape jelly syrup on top. I DIED. It was amazing. I HIGHLY recommend this cupcake shop and will be back once I’ve lost all the weight I will inevitably gain from this week.
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Pizza & ice cream-worth it! |
Okay, cupcake connoisseur dialogue over and back to trying to be fit. I ate so much on my birthday that I was sick that night, which carried over into the next morning’s workout. On my b-day, I woke up at 3:50 a.m. (yep, sure did) and worked out for an extra 30 minutes. I had my normal breakfast and proceeded to eat the following: fried mac ‘n’ cheese, fried pickles, grilled cheese with bacon, French fries, a cupcake, oxtail with faba beans, pumpkin rice, coconut cake and chocolate cake. I feel like I need to say a Hail Mary like I just left confession. Lying in bed that night, I thought to myself, “I’m going to throw up.” I haven’t eaten this quantity or quality food in a long time. I made it through the night without losing my lunch. The next morning, I was mid super-setting squats and step ups and I felt like I was going to pass out. Let’s just say the next series of events wasn’t pretty. Hovering over the gym bathroom sink, I yelled at myself for eating so much. I must not have listened because last night at dinner in Savannah I seriously thought I was going to blow up. I’ve had a food hangover all day. The struggle is real, people. Also, in Savannah, I had my first piece of pizza in 6 months and real ice cream in I don’t even know how long. Let’s take a moment to focus on the positives of the past 10 days. I worked out 6/10 days (even waking up at 5:30 on vacay to hit the hotel gym). My pants still fit when I put them on this morning. Yeah, that’s all I got. I did have a dang good time and, honestly, needed a break from my low-carb life. I’m back to good and starting a detox tomorrow. I don’t even think I’ll eat much/”bad” on Christmas because I’m really looking forward to eating the way new Sarah does. I miss protein.
I’m hoping to get some blogging in this upcoming week with Oliver at his grandparent’s house and a 4.5 day weekend. Here’s hoping something funny or embarrassing happens soon so I can keep your readership.
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