Roadtrips are baaaad.

I have run into my first MAJOR weekend of having issues. I am starting this week feeling somewhat disheartened.

This weekend was sneaky. It started with a road trip. Let's be honest, folks-- sitting in a car for eight hours with a steady supply of KitKats and Mounds will NEVER end well. Because I had the mini candy bars, it was even worse.

"Mmm. That mini KitKat was delicious! But I only had one, so it's totally okay if I have one more... and one more..."

And of course, me being me, I didn't write it down. I just know that when the trip ended, sixteen mini candy bars were gone. Granted, my friends ate some. But even if I only ate half... that's a lot of junk! Add onto that fast food when we wanted a "real meal" and you can see how this weekend started.

The middle of the weekend was full of beer-- lots of beer-- and restaurant food. Hefty portions, too. Went to this microbrewery/deli called Founders. It was... sort of delicious. The beer was excellent. However, I vastly overestimated my ability to handle spiciness, and ordered this thing called a Devil Dancer. Roasted chicken, chipotle mayo, chipotle peppers, jalapenos, pepperjack cheese, and banana peppers.

The first bite was quite lovely. Unfortunately, I couldn't taste anything for the rest of the day AFTER the first bite. It became more bearable once I scraped off the chipotle and jalapeno peppers. The damage had been done, though. I left with burning fingertips, a tongue that could rival a Michigan side street in potholes, and a tummy ache. Next time: No chipotle. The bread was FANTASTIC, though.

Anyways. I'm back on today. Started my morning with a workout, ate a healthy breakfast, and all that fun stuff. I can't WAIT to make some Greek Quinoa with Avocado tonight. My body is all like "Nutrients pleeeeease!"

As an ending note... I have Cerise Cherry beer from Founders. It needs to be consumed by tonight. If you'd like some, please let me know! It's really tasty. I just can't drink any more.