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Originally Posted by janieg
I just let 'er rip. I ate everything put out in any quantity I wanted. Even had pie and ice cream. Drank more alcohol than I have in a long time as well (which still wasn't a lot).
Thankfully the only ill effects last night I felt were from the alcohol which I can't metabolize. I didn't flare SFN-wise, thank goodness, and I spared myself checking my blood sugar when I got home.
It ended up being a 9 hour meal/conversation with wonderful friends, and was really good for the soul.
Today I'm back on the wagon and will do lots of yard work to ease my conscience.
Feel better soon, Patrick!!
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Loved your post. Sometimes you just have to indulge and be happy. Life is too short to abide by all the "rules" all the time. ONE day of letting 'er rip sounds like a good thing to me.
I figure if ONE day of eating what tastes good instead of what is good for me is going to kill me, then maybe it is time to go anyway. When you think there are 365 days a year with maybe 2 or 3 meals a day, then ONE
let her rip meal sounds small and OK in the grand scheme of things. (As long as it is not TOO drastic and detrimental to one's health conditions.)
Sounds like you also did it without heaping a bunch of "guilt" upon yourself. GOOD for YOU !!!
If I had gone to a family dinner, I may have done the exact same thing but I may have tested my blood sugar upon returning home and
then put myself on a guilt trip. Glad to hear you skipped the meter and allowed yourself to enjoy the indulgence.
Don't work too hard on that yard work. You spread the meal out over many hours, so spread the yard work out over many days.
