What a weekend!
Normally I am careful not to schedule too much over a weekend, due to recovering from burnout. But this weekend was a fun-filled, female extravaganza! On Saturday I saw a show with friends, and then went to an epic girl’s night; and spent Sunday afternoon at an art exhibition with more friends. D was great about being left with Eloise most of the weekend so I was free to enjoy myself without any ‘mummy guilt’.
On Saturday night I caught up with friends that I haven’t seen in ages – isn’t that just the best thing for your soul? We had a blast painting our nails, drinking champagne and watching ‘Pitch Perfect’. Bliss. Being a girl’s night it also involved lots of indulgent food.
I didn’t have much time to prepare anything, so I whipped up another version of Alex’s Raw Banana Cream Pie, because its so quick to make. The theme of the evening was pink (my friend’s partner made himself scarce to avoid pinkness overload), so I threw in some frozen raspberries to make the filling pink.
I managed to take a decent picture of it this time!
I was in an indulgent mood (no doubt aided by champagne!) and tried some of the other desserts on offer. I had some strawberry and white chocolate cheesecake, and some strawberries filled with chocolate mousse. I’m not gonna lie – they were delicious. I didn’t overdo it though, as they were both very rich.
To my surprise, I felt fine the next day. Perhaps I can eat a bit of sugar and still be ok, I wondered. Nope.
On Monday I woke feeling like I hadn’t slept a wink. Instead of going for a run, I turned off the alarm, rolled over and tried to get back to sleep. The feeling of lethargy stayed with me all day. My body ached, especially around my joints. I was much hungrier than usual, needing snacks in the afternoon as well as after dinner. I really craved some chocolate.
Today (Tuesday) I still have that slug-like feeling, although I dragged my butt out of bed and went for a 20 minute run. I think your Grandma could probably have passed me in her walker, I was going so slow. I’m still hungrier than usual, but so far haven’t needed any snacks. My body feels like it could do with a decent massage though.
It will be interesting to see how long the effects of that sugar linger in my body. Some people report taking a week to get back to normal, others take two weeks.
Most of us have had a lifetime of eating sugar. It’s hard to fathom what it must have done to my body for all those years, if you look at the reaction I had to just a little bit of sugar. It blows my mind. I was so caught in the sugar rush/crash cycle it obviously felt normal to me.
I’d like to be able to avoid eating sugar all the time, but I have two very special occasions coming up where I intend to eat more sugar. My brother’s 40th birthday is in three weeks and I’m pretty damn sure I will eat a piece of the cake I’m making for him. Then at the end of September I am flying to Australia for a friend’s wedding. Instead of presents, the bride and groom have asked us to pay for our meals. As my meal is costing about $120 NZ dollars, I feel compelled to eat everything they give us! And yes, I know I could simply not eat birthday or wedding cake, but it’s not like my brother turns 40 or I go to overseas weddings every day.
After these events it will be smooth sailing until Christmas, but I’m resigned to feeling a bit rubbish for some of September.