cvrgys27
Fri, July 21st, 2006, 07:26 PM
I thought I'd share with everyone my cheat meal story for the week.
So today was cheat meal day for me (I do it at lunch). The morning started out like normal, oatmeal for breakfast, some carrots as a side snack, and then lunch was going to be it! My favorite Chinese Buffet here in Cincinnati... Oh, my mouth was drooling out of anticipation.
So, at noon, I bounded out of my cube and headed for the buffet. It's about a half mile walk, so I try to do it at a brisk pace just for fun. Today was fairly humid, so the longsleeve collared shirt I was wearing was very uncomfortable, but nothing was keeping me away from my chinse buffet!
So, I get in there and the woman who seats me speaks no english accept for "drink?"... So I get giant jug of water, and head for the buffet. I stocked up on General Tso's chicken, sweet and sour chicken, pineapple, and some mongolian beef...
I'm telling you all, it was amazing. Like something straight out of heaven. I LIVE for this moment every week, and it never gets old. It's that extra little boost that keeps me going day in and day out, knowing that I'm eating healthier so I can get to this point once a week.
I read the paper (so many shootings, what is the world coming to), ate my meal, and then was on my way. I wasn't stuffed (I hate that feeling, even when it's a cheat meal), but I was certainly satisfied.
Back at work, I had two hours left on my shift, then I was headed home. Good ol' shortened Fridays... But then, it happened :(
No sooner had I walked in the door than my stomach screamed out in anger... The buffet was my typical cheat meal, but this was something out of the ordinary. I broke out in a sweat, headed for the bathroom, and for the next three hours learned the hard way that General Tso, kicks Uncle Sam's butt every now and then too...
So, as I sit here, going into hour four of my terrible stomach pains... I relate my story of what should have been the glory meal of my week, but has now turned into my enima for the month.
So today was cheat meal day for me (I do it at lunch). The morning started out like normal, oatmeal for breakfast, some carrots as a side snack, and then lunch was going to be it! My favorite Chinese Buffet here in Cincinnati... Oh, my mouth was drooling out of anticipation.
So, at noon, I bounded out of my cube and headed for the buffet. It's about a half mile walk, so I try to do it at a brisk pace just for fun. Today was fairly humid, so the longsleeve collared shirt I was wearing was very uncomfortable, but nothing was keeping me away from my chinse buffet!
So, I get in there and the woman who seats me speaks no english accept for "drink?"... So I get giant jug of water, and head for the buffet. I stocked up on General Tso's chicken, sweet and sour chicken, pineapple, and some mongolian beef...
I'm telling you all, it was amazing. Like something straight out of heaven. I LIVE for this moment every week, and it never gets old. It's that extra little boost that keeps me going day in and day out, knowing that I'm eating healthier so I can get to this point once a week.
I read the paper (so many shootings, what is the world coming to), ate my meal, and then was on my way. I wasn't stuffed (I hate that feeling, even when it's a cheat meal), but I was certainly satisfied.
Back at work, I had two hours left on my shift, then I was headed home. Good ol' shortened Fridays... But then, it happened :(
No sooner had I walked in the door than my stomach screamed out in anger... The buffet was my typical cheat meal, but this was something out of the ordinary. I broke out in a sweat, headed for the bathroom, and for the next three hours learned the hard way that General Tso, kicks Uncle Sam's butt every now and then too...
So, as I sit here, going into hour four of my terrible stomach pains... I relate my story of what should have been the glory meal of my week, but has now turned into my enima for the month.