I knew that this past weekend was going to be a small problem.
However....... it turned into a BIG problem.
Starting with: that crazy loss of restriction. WTF? I've never experienced it before. I know some others have mentioned that it's happened to them, but I haven't had that issue. Until last week, when my restriction magically went away. (note: it came back yesterday morning...... bless my band)
I have to wonder if it wasn't Kris Kringle, telling me, that I'd been good so far, but honestly.... how could I possibly get through THREE events that have always been big noshing events, in one weekend??
First off: Book Club
We meet monthly. The name is MDRS: Michigan Drinking and Reading Society. (Heidi.... I've also read Hotel on the Corner of Bitter and Sweet, and loved, loved, LOVED that book! We read "Naked" by David Sedaris for December, in case you're interested) We should probably be called MDRES..... the Michigan Drinking, Reading and EATING society. Whoever is hosting always puts out a nice spread, including a veggie platter with dip, something sweet (m&m's, hershey's kisses...... these evil little pretzel things with a hershey's kiss melted to the middle, and then an m&m pressed into it...... OMG)
Anyway.... I actually had to ask for the crab rangoons to be moved, because I was starting to make a dent on that plate! Normally, at book club, I park my ass next to the veggie platter, and start with the carrots, since they always seem to get stuck. I purposefully eat these, because I can get a "little" stuck.... I call it a "warning" it's slightly uncomfortable, but there's no major sliming, no squeezing sensation, no pain.... just a suddenly full feeling that fills to my throat. Sometimes it can stay that way for 20-30 minutes, which helps me keep my snacking at bay. BUT..... with no restriction, I ate right through the carrots, right over to the bell peppers. I wasn't doing a lot of dipping though :) I did eat a few of those pretzel thingies, a couple of cookies, 1 glass of wine..... and more crab rangoons than I should have.
The next night, we had neighbors over for cards. We haven't had them over in quite a while, however, it's always a food/drink fest. These neighbors are also my BFF, and my husband is tight with that husband too (not sure if hubby has a BFF.... he just has a few select buds) My BFF and I have been known to kill a case of beer by ourselves on a night of cards. AND a pizza.
Anyway, we got the kids some pizza, and we were drinking pomegranate martinis at 75 calories/drink. However, the kids didn't eat the pizza, and the parents started in. I ate THREE pieces of pizza. THREE! Now this is Michigan pizza, not east coast pizza, so it's not huge slices, but still! Add to that at least 4 pomegranate martinis, and then a munch fest on hershey's kisses, jingles cookies, etc. The next morning, I woke up BLOATED.
That afternoon, we went to a restaurant for my husband's birthday...... my parents took us all out. I had a nice dish of chicken vodka (ordered without pasta..... knew I was already bloated up from the pizza..... remember, I have a gluten intolerance, so me + wheat = bloating, potty problems) so I ordered potatoes on the side instead. They were roasted reds, and actually looked kinda oily, so I ignored them. Ate a small piece of bread with dipping oil.... got a warning. I thanked god that my restriction was starting to make a comeback.
We went back to my parent's house, and I had 1-1/2 pieces of ice cream birthday cake. Went home and noshed a bowl of Doritos.... and promptly PB'd those for 1-1/2 hours. NOW the restriction kicks in. OK.... I deserved it.
I went all the way back up to 211 from 198 in 2-1/2 measly days.
I know it's a bloat..... not a true gain. On Sunday, I was weighing every few hours, and it went something like 203, 205, 207, 209, 211. All in the same day!
I was back down to 208 yesterday, and I expect to get back to my 198 within the next week and 1/2.
I had made an appointment for a fill for this past Wednesday, but everthing I ate on Tuesday got stuck (either warnings, or PB's) so I called and cancelled.
It was a weekend filled with bad choices..... but I let myself make them, and I suffered the wrath of the scale. The only positive (?) thing is that on Monday morning, I finally went to the bathroom without having to have a long discussion with my colon. Usually, I have to start threatening Milk of Magnesia when it gets to day 4-5-6 of no action on the potty. Because I have that gluten intolerance, I actually went without any problems. Not sure it's worth that 13 pound bloat though......