Lent: Day 1

I'm off the fried foods, y'all.

That means I can't eat the left-over paczki sitting at home. Because it's FRIED. For the next 40 days, I shall abstain from Chili's boneless buffalo wings, chocolate-covered fry cakes from the bakery, FRENCH FRIES. POTATO CHIPS that aren't baked. Hell. You get the picture.

If it's fried, I'm not eating it*.

I totally pigged out yesterday: I had a fish sandwich with cheese, large french fries, and ginormous unsweetened iced tea from Wendy's**. I have to say that I've pretty much been fried-food free since February 1 because of the whole "no eating out" experiment S and I are doing - so after eating that sandwich and those french fries? I felt like shit. I felt like I weighed about a thousand pounds and that my skin was really greasy. I was tired and crabby and just...blah.

Here's hoping my Lenten sacrifice will take hold like last year's did***.

*This does not include, however, chicken & pork chops & things like that that I do up in olive oil at home. Because I can control the type and how much oil is used.

**This was the one exception to our No Eating Out month - Fat Tuesday lunch would see me cramming as much fast-food fried foods into my pie hole as I could fit. I had planned on eating out last night, too, but because I felt like shit after lunch, I made dinner at home instead. Yay me.

***I've said it a hundred times on here before: I gave up red meat and I never went back to it.