Lately my nutrition has been good. Not perfect, but not shitty. You know?
Today, though, I've had some left over pizza from the pizza I had last night. Yes.... I love pizza.
This weekend I'm in a wedding, and I'm SO excited about it! The only reason I'm eating the pizza is because it's here. It's in my house.
When I woke up this morning I felt, well, now awesome. A little bloaty, you could say. I didn't feel bad or have guilt (bc that pizza 🍕 was da 💣), but physically I was like "meh!" Just as I was about to reheat a slice of heaven that makes me feel really not awesome... the doorbell rang. It was the UPS man dropping off my Rent The Runway dress! I was so pumped that I tried the dress on right away and it fit perfectly! Not too small, but certainly not too big. This, to me, felt like natures way of saying "Kelly... you had the pizza. You loved the pizza. Now be done with the pizza."