A-pork-alypse Now

This week, like in Kafka's metamorphosis, I turned into a pig and the diet world came to an end.

All the good intentions I had last Monday disappeared in an atomic cloud of read meats, cheese and alcoholic rain.

From a trip back to the Korean restaurant (small pieces of red meat cooked to perfection), to two visits to my favorite restaurant (queso, margaritas, beef and chicken), last week was a mess.

I had wine and beer at home, and pizza. And Saturday I had my usual weekend happy hour starting at noon, with more wine and beer.

Of course, because of the alcohol, I didn't feel like exercising. After running on Monday, I didn't do anything else.

Sunday I started my hike, trying climb back on the bandwagon...

So...

Breakfast: Oatmeal.

Lunch: Vegetarian burrito at Freebirds. No chips or queso.

Snack: Nuts, fruit.

Dinner: Broccoli, Brown rice, vegetarian burger.