Too Much of a Good Thing

Ok, I overdid it yesterday.  I took the afternoon off and spent it with my sister.  We started at the Twins game, then Happy-Hour-hopped to Key’s and The Melting Pot.  Then I met friends at Solera.  Then skipped over to The Drink in Uptown, which is where I figured out that I’d passed my limit.

I don’t mean booze.  I mean food.  Junk food.  I’ve been trying to do the whole “make healthy choices” thing lately and I’ve been pretty good about it for the last month or so (for the results-driven, this translates to a loss of 5 lbs!).  I’ve had no burgers in about a month (except veggie, which I’m growing to LOVE), and have only had red meat twice (the grooms’ dinner at Mancini’s and then at the wedding).  I’ve increased my veggie intake, traded pop and coffee for water and milk (for the most part), and am running at least a couple of times a week.

I thought all this good behavior lately gave me a pass yesterday.  It was dollar dog day at the dome, so naturally Mir and I each got a hot dog.  Then we split nachos w/ the jalapenos.  Of course, each of these snacks beers to wash it down, so I had a couple of those at the game.

After the game, we went to happy hour at Key’s where we each had one more beer.  Then we walked across the street to The Melting Pot since she claimed I just had to try their cheese fondue for two.  That dish should’ve been for 3-4.  That is SO much cheese for two people, and I think this is where I overdid it.  I had two glasses of wine here (Gazela Vinho Verde!), then went down to Solera for sangria.

By the time we reached the Drink, I thought I could keep playing but two sips of my beer and three bites of a mini burger and I was done.

I had a total of 6 drinks in 7 hours.  This is not an obscene amount of booze, and there was no liquor – just beer and wine.  So I think it’s fair to say that it was the amount of junk food (probably the cheese) that I consumed that made me sick when I got home.

Gross, I know, and I’m very sorry for the overshare, but this is not only a lesson learned, but also a testament to the fact that I’m not 19 anymore and can’t eat like that on a regular basis.  Which is kind of a bummer.

Anyway, today’s the detox.  I’m sure I’ll have a drink later this evening (because it’s vacation and I cave to peer pressure), but all day today it’s going to be nothing but water and veggies out of apology and plea for penance from my body for the way I treated it yesterday.