Halloween night - all is dark and scary. Including what I haphazardly decided to have for dinner.
As you know I've been super dieter and so I decided to indulge in some tasty pizza for Halloween (which of course happens to be Ben's and Jack's favorite food).
We ordered pan pizzas from our local hut along with tasty breadsticks. All was good, I didn't overindulge to the point of being stuffed but I certainly ate my fair share of cheesy goodness. I felt fine - in fact, I felt great.
Flash forward to 2:30 in the morning and I was in AGONY. Cramping, gassy, bloated pain. I seriously thought I was going to die. Maximum strength GasX didn't even begin to touch my pain. As I rolled around in the fetal position I remembered why I don't eat like crap and why I'm on weight watchers eating mininmally processed foods - so I don't feel like this.
Lesson learned - stay away from the hut.
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