The Boy’s little brother was in the mood for cake; I felt like being domestic.
So I made some cake from a mix they had. I made homemade whipped cream (Agave Nectar to sweeten) for icing.
And I had a piece.
I haven’t had that much just, pure empty calories since I started my healthy lifestyle routine a few weeks ago.
But for the first time in a decade, I don’t regret the indulgence. I had eaten well all day and exercised, and I had a reasonable portion of the cake.
What was really cool though was that I actually felt the sugar hit me, much in the way that one would feel alcohol or tobacco hit them. Weird right? I didn’t really like the feeling, so now I have actual physical reasons to limit that kind of sugar intake in the future.
Anyways, I see this as a NSV simply because I don’t feel like puking my guts out for the next week to make up for the indulgence.