So last time I posted, I broke The 156.2 Half-Hanukkah by overly indulging in birthday vino. This caused me to become dehydrated and ultimately weigh-in at 154.8.
I began mentally preparing myself for the inevitable fallout. I even prepared to re-enter the Half-Hanukkah. Who knew, maybe I would just stay at 156.2 forever and ever and I'd have to donate my body to science to figure out what made me such a special snowflake. They'd do studies on me. They might even name some sort of syndrome after me.
In any event, I steadied my nerves and prepared to be disappointed because, well, I cheated. And cheating rarely works.
Except when it does.
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| Mwahhahahahaha! A completely hydrated 153.8. |
This has got to be how shoplifters feel when they get away with stealing a M.A.C. lipgloss or something. The exhilaration that comes from doing something so, so wrong, but suffering no consequences--shit, even benefitting from it--is pretty awesome.
But I got to thinking about it--and, yes, this is the part where I start to justify the cheating to myself--and I remembered that this is supposed to be a lifestyle change, right? Well, if that's the case, then there are definitely going to be special occasions where imbibing will inevitably happen. And at least now I know that those nights won't completely derail my weight loss (and, eventually, weight maintenance).
And that's pretty cool. Amiright?!
