I’m on day three of my “back to Paleo!” crusade and I’ve already cheated.
Hmph. I didn’t even make it 72 hours.
Yesterday, my husband and I were invited to a special “Sake Tasting” at a high-end Japanese restaurant here in Orlando. We accepted happily, eager for an excuse to skip the gym and excited to get a chance to network with some local foodies.
Little did we know that the sake tasting included a ten-course dinner plus overflowing glasses of FIVE different sakes. OVERFLOWING.
Did I mention we got the invite 60 seconds after we finished eating dinner? Yeaaaah.
We had no idea, prior to our arrival, that we were about to sit down for a glutinous gorge fest, tasting some of the richest, most delectable sushi, sashimi, and desserts on top of guzzling sweet sake by the gallon.
On top of full stomachs.
Sadly, we ate almost every bite of everything put in front of us. The food was just TOO good to sample.
On the plus side, since this was a high-end restaurant, most of the portions were very small. The average dish could be consumed in 3-4 bites. Of course, when you eat 10 dishes, the calories still add up. I don’t even want to know how much we ate. All I can say is this: the scale was NOT my friend this morning.
Despite that setback this morning, I’ve managed to eat very little, but mostly bad foods. A banana for breakfast, two mini hershey’s chocolate bars, and handful of nuts, a chocolate cupcake [yum!], and some Ritz crackers.
Yeah, I don’t think ANY of that was Paleo-friendly.
And you know what? I don’t care.
It tasted good, especially during a stressful day at work. I’ll be hitting the gym once I leave, during which point I’ll more than make up for my debauchery. I’ll finish the night with a hearty salad when I get home, so it all works out.
72 hours… that’s better than some of my previous attempts!
I’ll do better tomorrow.