It's Monday, and last Saturday night I was faced with an overeating moment.
We were invited to a friend's for dinner, and she served delicious pizzas. Gulp. Pizza, pizza --how do I love thee? Enough to eat a number of pieces, to the point of feeling overfull. As one of my life-long favorite foods, it really was hard to resist. We don't get it very often, so it felt like a special Treat. There were six of us, and we talked and dined, washing it all down with apple cider.....
But later that night though, oh my goodness. How I suffered. The bloating, the gas, the indigestion. It was a horrible restless night, waking up a number of times to fizzy, gassy, churning innards. I absolutely HATE that feeling --for me it's nothing less than repugnant (remember my low tolerance to feeling uncomfortable? Yeah). Was it the cheese on the pizza -- or the combination of cheese and crust? Something like that. Haven't eaten any cheese since, that's for sure (-- and precious little bread). Not that I eat that much dairy to begin with, but if THAT'S what it's going to do to me -- not worth it...!
So, after my unpleasant evening Saturday, I've been trying to eat very carefully -- sticking to the most healthful, vegetable-based food I can come up with, and avoided anything overly fatty, sugary. wheaty, or processed. So far, so good....
