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I love Whataburger. It's not my absolute favorite (I've adopted Texas as my home, but I spent nearly half my childhood in California so I'm somewhat devoted to In-N-Out), but I love it. Today, I really felt like a cheeseburger, even though it isn't Cheat Day. My husband, who is my best friend and worst enemy when it comes to enabling me, didn't think it was a big deal. My mom pointed out that during maintenance (which I am not quite at yet) a bad meal or two isn't a problem. And I have made questionable choices on non-Cheat Days before, and didn't experience negative consequences. Thus, after considering that I had been on plan for breakfast and lunch, I finally agreed. I had a burger and fries (and a Coke Zero, because they gave me a sweet tea instead of unsweet and my husband was kind enough to switch drinks with me), and now my stomach aches. This happened to me all through the Christmas season when I was not sticking to the plan. I wish that between such times I'd remember how eating so unhealthy makes me feel. Hence this post. I hope by posting about it, I will have better memory next time I want to indulge when I shouldn't.
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