To celebrate my partner's birthday, we went to the Alamo Drafthouse for dinner and a movie. Before we went, I looked over the menu, and I admit that everything compatible with my January plan was much less desirable than what I would typically order. It came down to two things: loaded fries or a salad in which I would have to ask for certain things not to be added. For simplicity, and for fun at the movies, I went with the loaded fries.
The loaded fries violated my cheese rule, for sure. That was a good 2-3 servings of cheese, not just one. When I finished them, I was certainly feeling full.
But then I remembered the chocolate chip cookies. The Alamo has a variety of cookies that are served in 3-cookie plates, warm and goey. They have both sugar and wheat and, thus, are definitely NOT on my January plan. My mind decided that for this one moment, this one special occasion (we only come here once every 3 months or so), I would have a plate of cookies.
First bite: okay this is going to be alright.
End of the first cookie: that was tasty.
Almost finished with second cookie: woah. Sugar rush?
After the cookies: yeah, bad idea. I should have gone with my original instinct and said no.
My body, which hadn't had sugar or other sweeteners since January 1, was already getting caffeine from unsweetened ice tea as my beverage for the meal. So that was in my system, and not helping matters. But then came the powerful injection of sugar from the cookie just after a ton of carbs from the fries. My body was in overload mode. My stomach felt tight, my body was jittery and hot, I was breathing harder, and I thought that if I started talking I wouldn't be able to shut up.
After 3 cookies.
I've felt this before. This isn't new. I have experienced it with sugary beverages in the past, and I distinctly remember experiencing it a couple of times after my Whole 30 in 2015 when I made homemade cookies for friends to celebrate having sugar again.
It was a bad choice, and it reinforced exactly WHY I am on this January plan to start with. And now I'm up at 3:30 am blogging about it because I couldn't sleep: my mind was busy calculating bills, trying to figure out my MoCA network setup, and controlling a dream about the Spider-Verse. My stomach feels sour and stale right now, as if it needs more food to relieve the issue.
Now that I have written this, and jotted down my MoCA network setup plan, maybe I can take some antacid and find some sleep.