I’ve toyed with the idea of doing a series like this for some time now. This is most likely because people cannot believe what I eat on my “cheat day” and I’m cocky enough to show it to everyone.
Before we get into the good stuff, let me give you a little background on my favorite day of the week, why I do it, what it does to me and pretty much why it’s the best thing ever.
In Anatomy of a Cheat Day: Part One I discussed the finer points of my philosophy on a designated weekly binge day. Like the previous post, this was written for those of you who have heard about this little bit of awesomeness and were skeptical as to whether or not I was able to lose weight while still eating way too much of the foods I love.
As promised, below are photos and notes of all the foods I ate on one particularly typical cheat day. At the end of the post you’ll find the statistics on how much I gained on this day and how much I lost during the following week.
I just woke up from a dream where my wife (who didn’t look at all like my wife) and I had to clear out our side of some storage unit where someone had parked a Winnebago full of Meth in it. I say Winnebago instead of RV because this thing was just a four walled piece of siding on wheels (think MTV Road Rules circa 1995).
We were obviously in a hurry to back the thing out before the cops arrived. There was a nice gay couple who lived in some sort of addition to the other side of the storage unit. Their side of the unit acted as their garage and had stairs going up to their home. This nice couple took the time out of their heated argument to help my wife clear the boxes out from around the tires so I could back out.
As we peeled out with the sirens getting closer, the Meth turned into a box of deer meat and antlers. I remember thinking, why do we need a whole Winnebago when it’s just a 24x24x24 inch box? Just as suddenly an elderly couple appeared out of nowhere and the husband began to drive the Winnebago for us. The husband slowed down into a circular driveway to let two people on bicycles pass with the old wife saying “see I knew we shouldn’t have passed them before.”
At this point I leaned out of the Winnebago and shyly waved to the one wearing an old yellow t-shirt looking up at me. We used the exit as a turnaround point and hopped onto a freeway heading back from where we came.
Before seeing “Inception” I would have thought that we needed to throw out the steak in the freezer because it’s making me trip out. Now though I’m wondering if I’m in a dream within a dream and am expecting to wake up refreshed in the first class cabin on a flight back from Sydney.
Okay, time to go back to “sleep”
