.... and it is a self-inflicted learning experience.....
I went to an event called Your Horse Live today, where I was part of a captive audience with a not-vast array of catering choices. I was weak and over the course of the day I ate a bacon roll, some sweets, a hamburger and some mini doughnuts!!!
Suffice to say, I now feel absolutely awful.... physically. My stomach, whilst not bloated (surprisingly!) is churning and very uncomfortably full, even though I stopped eating at 3pm, nearly 6 hours ago! The mental guilt will hit tomorrow when I step on the scales. A useful exercise to enforce my suspicions that my body really doesn't tolerate large quantities of carbs any more.
It won't happen again. I'm off to bed at on a Saturday night because at the moment I fear I will barf.....
I went to an event called Your Horse Live today, where I was part of a captive audience with a not-vast array of catering choices. I was weak and over the course of the day I ate a bacon roll, some sweets, a hamburger and some mini doughnuts!!!
Suffice to say, I now feel absolutely awful.... physically. My stomach, whilst not bloated (surprisingly!) is churning and very uncomfortably full, even though I stopped eating at 3pm, nearly 6 hours ago! The mental guilt will hit tomorrow when I step on the scales. A useful exercise to enforce my suspicions that my body really doesn't tolerate large quantities of carbs any more.
It won't happen again. I'm off to bed at on a Saturday night because at the moment I fear I will barf.....