I have a confession to make. I drank a chocolate milkshake from Steak n Shake last night. My boyfriend and his friend wanted milkshakes, and I said, "ME TOO!" While waiting for them to come back from the milkshake run, I thought about how I could pour half of it in a glass, and save the rest for another day, or even give to BF. Then they gave me my milkshake, and the straw never left my mouth until it was gone. As I drank, I thought the worst case scenerios about how much fat and calories were in it, but I didn't dare look it up. A few minutes after killing the shake that never had a chance, my heart began to pound from all the sugar, and I felt all icky and buzzy.
Alright, now make me feel better and tell me how you did (or didn't!) skip off plan this week.




