I’m going to have to gush a bit and go off track because first and foremost, forgetting all this business about the dress and the weight loss and sugar and obstacles and plans, because the wedding was so fun, beautiful, smooth, celebratory, meaningful, spirited and lovely. Check it out.
So as you can see, I fit the dress, I had a great time, I moderated, I indulged, I was able to fully enjoy and appreciate what we were all there for – to celebrate the happiness of my friends and join her in it. And man did we celebrate.
Because the next day, happy and exhausted as I was after a weekend long fun-filled festival of nuptial celebrations, I was hungover as shit. But you know what? It was ok. It was worth it. Moderation in moderation and that means, going bananas sometimes. And forgiving yourself for it.
I have some final thoughts and lessons learned yet to share. And of course, I am dying to know what’s going to me happen now? My four weeks are up, but by my calculations, I’ve got about 3100 left to go.