Thanks to rain storms last night our 4th of July BBQ did not happen as planned. My husband had intended to smoke a brisket (for him) and a fillet of salmon (for me). The weather changed all that, along with my general laziness.
Around 7 p.m., we decided to simply order a pizza. Oh, I’d made a lovely salad to go along with my salmon, but once that pizza arrived the tossed greens with a balsamic dressing didn’t look nearly as good. Unfortunately, I’d already taken my Alli. Let’s just say that makes for a bad combination.
No, I didn’t have to rush to the bathroom nor even be concerned that I was wearing khaki capris, despite easily exceeding the maximum fat intake many times over. I did, however, find myself getting out of bed repeatedly throughout the night. It’s not an experience I want to repeat, but it is nice to know how my body reacts to the combination of Alli plus way too much fat in a meal.
Next time — and I wouldn’t be a Chubby Mommy if there wasn’t a “next time” for eating too much — I’ll be sure to plan ahead and skip my Alli. A girl’s gotta have her pizza, after all.