day 30 - Indulgence time, oh yeah!

Here's the photo of me enjoying a cider. The two-handed grasp says it all. The first sip and the rest of it was sooo delicious. I tried to pace myself and not chug like usual since I had gone to bikram and I wasn't sure where my alcohol tolerance level would be. I totally savored the beautiful amber glass of goodness.

I wasn't really tempted to have another but my rather exuberant friend Dave bought another one and set it in front of me. He's a good guy and means well but doesn't seem to understand the pcp despite repeated explanations. To him, more is better and I definitely use to share that philosophy. Thankfully my other friend Sandy was there to balance him out. She didn't touch her second pint either. And even when I wondered aloud if I should just have it since it was right there, she quietly said you don't need it. That approach works best for friends getting me to do the things I need to do for myself.

As much as I enjoyed the cider, I was saving the other 200 calories for something sweet. So glad I did. And that brings me to the . . .

The Peanut Butter Bomb

After much internal debate, I finally decided on the peanut butter bomb and boy did it live up to its name. Chocolate outside with a chewy, gooey inside of peanut butter, caramel and peanuts. Oh-em-gee. I felt like I had died a little death. It was sooooo incredible. All the taste and texture totally detonated in my mouth. Is this what happens when you go without for awhile? A post-pcp diet of restraint might be worth it to experience the pure and utter joy of eating and tasting something so amazing. Holy Moly! I thought I was eating for pleasure before but this was other worldly. I could get hit by a bus and I would be pretty stoked to have gone out eating the PBB. In fact, that used to be my eating mantra - Would I be happier going out after eating something healthful or a big giant cookie? Duh!

Workout today was fine. I need to hit the gym for the tricep dips. My makeshift two chairs didn't really work. I stuck one chair on top of a box to even out the height differential. It felt flimsy so I shoved two boxes of cat litter in it for support. I nearly flipped the black chair onto myself after the first dip so concluded it was best to leave dips for more stable equipment.