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I woke up yesterday morning with a horrible bout of diarrhea. I felt miserable and weak all day, and it wouldn't go away. I really wanted to work out, but I didn't think my stomach would be able to handle it. As the day progressed, I didn't really eat much, but I drank plenty of fluids.
My friend invited me over for the evening, so I figured I was feeling okay enough to go to my friend's house. She offered me pretzels. I think I ate too many. Heck, I KNOW I ate too many. I looked up the points later and I had eaten 18 points of pretzels. They were flavored ones.
Because I hadn't really eaten all that much today, I was only a few points over my limit, but I am still pretty mad at myself for letting myself pig out like that. Well, I suppose today is a new day....
My friend invited me over for the evening, so I figured I was feeling okay enough to go to my friend's house. She offered me pretzels. I think I ate too many. Heck, I KNOW I ate too many. I looked up the points later and I had eaten 18 points of pretzels. They were flavored ones.
Because I hadn't really eaten all that much today, I was only a few points over my limit, but I am still pretty mad at myself for letting myself pig out like that. Well, I suppose today is a new day....