Falling

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.