So I was thinking that I would stick to my diet and exercise in the best way possible. I ate very clean for the entire week. I am thinking of posting some of the things I eat everyday, so you will see some interesting dishes very soon. Anyhow, I went to a cousin's place this past Friday. Even before I arrived to his place, I was asked to come to a restaurant. When I got there, I saw a buffet of over 50 dishes (10 of them were sweet dishes). DAMN!!! was the thought that came to my mind, coz I couldn't stick to my diet. I tired not to eat everything but most of these dishes were so good, I had to have a second serving. To cut the long story short, I go up three times, returning with mountains in my plate. This was considered to be the lunch.
As the sun vanish and the darkness took over, I started feeling sleepy and drowsy because of that heavy lunch. I decided that I won't have supper, but suddenly, my cousin came to my room and say 'DINNER TIME'. What I couldn't understand was, how could he eat this much!!? I didn't want to be rude or anything so I said, OKAY and we went out again. Had some pretty unhealthy sweets (three different sweet dishes) and then had some chicken wrapped in tortillas. THANK GOD that the chicken was grilled (that was the healthiest thing I had all day). Finally, I went to bed went to bed with a stomach so full, I couldn't lay on my bed properly.The very next day, I had a huge breakfast. All you need to know is that the breakfast had one 500 ml glass of milk shake and one 500 ml glass of a smoothie (with sugar). Then before I knew it, it was lunch time. But this time, lunch wasn't all that bad. What came next was the scary part. I had to go to a wedding of a cousin. I got their before time, hoping to leave before the food was served but I was stopped by two friends. Now he food was served and I had to eat something. That something became some things and those some more things and those some more things became LOTS of things - INCLUDING ICE CREAM...YUM!!
As I left the wedding hall, I thought to myself, that's the end of it. But surprise surprise, the cousin that I was staying with, hadn't had anything to eat and he was waiting for me so that we could go to PIZZA HUT and so we did. By the way, this was 12 at night. We finished the pizzas and got back home. The next day, I left without eating anything, because I couldn't take it any more.
That is IT. A weekend of weakness times a large number. Now let's hope that I can burn that off within a week or so.
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