[LiannaKole]

I went to a festival with some friends over the weekend. It's the kind of thing where the healthiest food has fried dough in it. And there was a lot of beer. I really do love beer. <3

I had it all planned out - I'd eat what I wanted. I started with a healthy breakfast and then let 'er rip! I planned on corn dogs, fried cheese, sandwiches, funnel cakes, fries, ice cream, and anything else I could cram in. Sure, I'd be sick, but I haven't let loose in FOREVER.

Turns out I don't have the stamina I used to. Lol! It kinda sucked, kinda didn't. I still ate everything I wanted, just not all of it, and I had zero guilt.
I split pretty much everything I ate with other people because I just couldn't finish it and I wanted to try everything. Luckily my friends are really cool with splitting foods.

I'm sure there are still days when I can eat a ton, but that for some reason wasn't one of them. But I'm finding that "eating a ton" means something different to me now that I eat less and eat healthier.

I had a great time, ate a lot of great food, and I was so jazzed by the whole thing (we had a blast!) that I came back and did a short workout! People thought I was nuts, but I just needed to move!

Have any of you ever had that happen? You totally plan out a guilt-free day and then you can't eat everything like you used to?

[starfishkitty]

Totally!

In fact, I'm a giver-away-er too! I find that when I have my off day I want to try EVERYTHING that I'm not normally allowed to eat so I order a bunch of everything..... which I did before.... but NOW I can't eat it all. So I usually share it.

I've lost over 70lbs with "planned off days".... I can't do them as frequently now as I did before (once a week) since I'm so much lower in weight, but I still do 'em! And definitely enjoy them!

[rschroed]

Yeah, I've noticed before when looking at my food logs that a "bad day" now and what I thought a bad day was a year ago are really, really different things. Having just had one yesterday, I have to say--the fact that there were no binges, that I ate everything in front of other people without any shame, and that, given my workout, my "bad day" put me just barely above the number of calories I probably burned yesterday--all victories. Maybe all that's why I don't feel worse about it. Even bad days just aren't awful, these days.