I fell hard yesterday.
I fell off my wagon.
I had been doing so well.
I allow my treats but do not grossly indulge.
Yesterday I fell.
I fell hard.
I had a granola bar for breakfast. So far so good.
I had a Chipotle Burrito for lunch.
Amy and I had Sushi for dinner.
We went to the bar next door and I had a couple Vodka tonics on the patio.
I was still hungry so I ordered some chicken wings.
We got home and took the cruisers out.
I went to the Twist and got a vanilla malt.
I rode past the Little league fields and the concessions were open so I got a licorice rope.
I got home and had a little Door County cherry wine cheese spread on a cracker.
I thought I was done but late that evening Amy whipped up a blueberry coffee cake for her dad. I had to try it and make sure it was good. It was, so I tried it again.
Chipolte, sushi, vodka, chicken wings, ice cream, licorice, spread cheese, and blueberry coffee cake. I didn't feel so good when I went to bed.