…On a dumb but amusing moment in my life. (postingcauseI’massumingmostpeoplewon’treadbahaha)
:< I went to Rocky Point with my friend and her family. I promised myself I wouldn’t eat any kind of cheese…in fact, any kind of dairy while I was there. I didn’t want the runs.
I constantly reminded myself and reminded my friend to remind me, baha. BUT I was doing so good…it slipped my mind…
We sat down at your normal mexican-food-by-the-sea restaurant when a plate of melted cheese was ordered. A. Plate. Of. Cheese. I ate it. Out of all things I’d choose to eat when I was trying to avoid CHEESE in particular, was the worst, most straight forward, to the point food I could eat.
Long story short, I ended up in a panic and having to pay 50 cents to go take a poo.
Not the most appetizing story, I know. X: But man, if I wasn’t effected by some dairy, this weight loss and getting fit journey would be so much more pleasurable and less stressful. :< Maybe I’ll invest in some lactaid. BUT, on a positive side, I’m not effected as bad as some, I’m a trooper and can hold my poop in for a 6 hour hike. C: