Dukan’t Do It
So I had my first piece of actual “bread” tonight.
I made it through an entire weekend in St. Louis, the land of carbs, without a single crumb.
Only to cave on cold pizza of all things!
Let me explain. I teach CPR classes, and each week a different girl provides dinner. Well the only option tonight was pizza. It was either that or starve until 9pm. And that’s just unreasonable.
It wasn’t my ideal cheat (cupcakes, plate of brownies, a dozen warm chocolate chip cookies, etc), but it still tasted glorious.
Tomorrow I’m back on the wagon!