Bowl-a-thon
Last night my dear friend A invited her closest friends and family to a fine dining establishment to celebrate her 35th birthday. A great room, with everyone all dressed up and fabulous food. All courtesy of A. This was a preset menu and it would certainly be challenging for me. First off was some appetizers for the table. Sliders, as well as tuna and salmon tartars with a beautiful avocado/mango salad. Cool! I can eat the fish dishes. We then get three choices each for salad and entree. I chose a tri-color beet salad and a filet mignon with roasted root veg, wild mushrooms and mashed potatoes. I loved the beet salad and the filet was perfect. I ate half and I tasted literally just a couple of forkfuls of the potatoes. At this time I started to feel a bit full...and something else. It was reminiscent of times I would eat too quick after my bypass. My stomach was in peril and I felt a foaminess bubbling up. Not good.
I told the wife we had to exit quickly and made my apologies to A after our desserts were served. I had already ordered a fruit plate which the wife enjoyed. We made a dash home and I went straight for my porcelain quiet place, where I stayed for about an hour. I was in agony and couldn't imagine what I had eaten that made me so sick. No one else seemed to feel the ill-effects I encountered. I crawled into bed and made another marathon visit to the my 'other office'. I wound up sleeping until 1:30 this afternoon and ate a light, bland lunch. Full disclosure should also let you know that last night I had one O'Douls and about two ounces of red wine, my first alcohol since February fifth. I will speak more about that in the next chapter.
I think what caused everything may have been the raw fish. I feel fine now and regretted that I had to exit early from such a nice occasion. My first thought was that something didn't jive with the liver-cleanse supplements. I was so violently ill that I think I can rule that out. No raw fish for me for a while.
Stop Wining?
I ruled out alcohol in my new lifestyle for two reasons. First was it is empty calories that I felt I couldn't afford. Secondly, I tend to make bad decisions after a few wines, beers or cocktails. Easy to solve the problem. No drinky for Mikey. After two months of getting on track, I think I have enough of a handle on my decision making abilities. If I can have just a tad on special occasions and keep it in check, I plan on including an infrequent adult beverage in the new way of life. One, repeat ONE, glass of wine with dinner, once or twice a month, or less. I also plan on having a good scotch with my brother when I visit him for Easter next week. I think a cigar will go nicely with that. So those are the only changes for the month of April, as I adapt to my new life. I am still swearing off caffeine and limiting dairy. In fact, dairy has been almost nonexistent in my dietary choices since I killed off what was left in the fridge.
Cya tomorrow for weigh-in #8,
M
What I ate today and how I exercised:
Breakfast ~ none
Lunch ~ 1/4 cup brown rice with cannellini beans, 1/2 a small tomato and a touch of Earth Balance butter spread.
Dinner ~ A small cup of pasta fagioli, broiled salmon and assorted veggies. YUM.
Exercise ~ None. Back at it tomorrow
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