Today I binged. No, I didn’t bing. I binge-d.
I was at the grocery store and I noticed that Cadbury Mini Eggs were on sale for $.49. I love Cadbury Mini Eggs. I picked up the package of the eggs and noted that each package (which are getting smaller and smaller) had 180 calories. Considering now I can eat only 793 calories a day (if I don’t exercise), that is a significant portion of my daily intake.
I had a couple of choices: I could skip on by without buying, smugly noting my extraordinary willpower. I could buy one package and share it with Emile when he got home from work (thinking the divvying up would have been a little lopsided). I could buy a package, take a run, then eat them all. I could buy two packages, take a loooong run, then eat them all.
In November 2007, I contracted tonsilitis. It started Monday am while I was at work. I just didn’t feel good, and I knew in my bones that I was really sick. Not a flu, not a cold, but sick. Emile was not a supportive as he could be at first – while at least that is how my illness addled mind remembers it. It wasn’t until I went to the emergency room on Tuesday at 2 am because I thought my throat was going to close up, that he understood how sick I was. The doctor on duty immediately diagnosed tonsilitis and prescribed medication. He told me to stay away from people, sleep, eat and drink when I could, and avoid caffeine. At that point I was addicted to both caffeine and diet coke. I couldn’t get rolling in the morning without the hit and I would drink up to 4 or 5 cans of diet cola a day. As I couldn’t possibly imagine feeling any worse than I did, I decided to stop caffeine and diet coke right then and there. The headaches and irritability were nothing compared to the tonsilitis.
And since then, I have not drank a Diet Coke and generally I drink decaf tea. (although while I write this, Emile is making me Earl Grey full-bore tea). There is two exceptions to this: When we were in Europe, I wanted to try Coke Light and see how that differed from Diet Coke. (I had a sip of Emile’s) And once someone complained about the Diet Coke when I was serving, so I took a sip to try to figure out what the problem was. In its place, I drink tea, soda water, water, or sometimes other diet drinks.
So, faced with the flaming desire to eat Mini Eggs until I was sick, I instead headed to the pop aisle. I bought a 2 litre of A&W Diet Root Beer. And I drank it all in 4 hours. Yes, 2 litres of Diet Root Beer. (Well, that is a lie for a better story. There is in fact 1 glass remaining). Sugary sweetness. Carbonated goodness. As I lay there bloated, burping and well . .. honestly a little out the other end too . .*blush*, I felt pretty good.
April 13th 2012 Extra-Ordinary: Afterall, I didn’t buy those damn Cadbury Mini Eggs.