• Reality: I've been enjoying my weekend in Seoul eating everything I wanted (corn dogs, ice cream, fried chicken, candies, burgers) and, as many Mondays, I'm bloated 🤷🏻♀️ OF COURSE I am, seen that yesterday I probably ate ~6000kcal (easily, should I go for a 10K challenge?🤔😂) which is basically 3x my daily intake, and EVERYTHING I ate was junk. No veggie, no healthy treats, just.. a junk overload. I felt kinda sorry for myself last night as I felt like I wasn't able to control myself, but the truth is that I was totally conscious of the amounts I was eating, and I was enjoying it. I was around with friends and for once I just stopped freaking out about diet and what I should/souldn't eat. So, here we go in a full baby food mode 🤰🏻 but if I just flex & pose I'm not preggo anymore 🤔 the fact is that a) I'm just bloated and probably gained not even a pound of fat; b) in 1/2 days the baby goes; c) sometimes you just have to enjoy yourself.
It's hard not to be so hard on yourself after -too many- treats, but when you work hard 365 days/ year, what's a single day of no rules? Aaand I must thank my boyfriend who basically told me this last night when I was feeling sorry for myself and was afraid I got into a sort of binging circle.
Well I'm back at the gym tomorrow and I feel kinda strong. Maybe I was just needing some unhealthy food 😉 listen to your body peeps ❤️ •