Oh, boy. Talk about sabotaging yourself...
It all started on Wednesday. My boss had a luncheon party for a couple of us who are going on sabbatical this summer. (Sabbatical is a "benefit" of nearly killing yourself off at work for seven years so you can have 8 weeks of paid play time. For various reasons, I desperately needed my first sabbatical after 4 years of employment but still had to work for another 3 before I got to take it. This is sabbatical #2 for me. If you're any good at math, you'll know that means I've worked at this place for 14 years. 14 years? Who works for one company for 14 years? Apparently I do. 3 of my co-workers have worked there for 21 years... but unlike them, I won't be taking a 3rd sabbatical.)
Anyway, I must have eaten something that didn't agree with me at that party, because I was kind of sick that afternoon and evening. And things just got worse on Thursday. I stayed wheat-free when I ate lunch with the ladies from church, but then I was still feeling icky and my DH wanted to go out to dinner, and we chose a place where they have the best cheesy biscuits and I...(sob) ATE one. Just one.
So then, the whole "icky" feeling thing snowballed, and I felt really gross. And I blew my goals on Thursday, which led to blowing them on Friday too since I was too sick to look very many veggies in the face. Sheesh.
Now I'm back on the horse that threw me, wheat-free and nearly back to normal. As normal as I ever get, that is. I even bought some other, non-wheat flours yesterday (you have to hock something near and dear to you to get $ to pay for these) so I can try making my own, non-wheat cheesy biscuits. Baking with rice flour hasn't produced great results for me in the past, but I guess I'd better give it another try.
Hope you all are doing better with your goals than I did this week!