Cheater, cheater, french toast eater!

You're all familiar with boot camp but there's one juicy little tidbit I've yet to share:

The weekly cheat (aahh ahhh ahhhh).

Did you hear the angelic voices? I thought you would! I'll spare you the science behind it (don't you dare doubt that there is science behind it - because there really is and you know that I would never, ever lie about junk food) but I get one two hour cheat window per week. During this time I can eat whatever I've been craving. This is trainer sanctioned cheating, folks. Does it get any better than that?

After a long week of protein shakes, chicken, asparagus, lettuce, and more lettuce, I was ready for a hearty breakfast. I had been dreaming of short stacks, bacon, potatoes, and juice all week. Seriously, I stood in my kitchen and inhaled the steam wafting from my kids' cinnamon waffles one day last week. I savored every second of that aroma. I eyed the maple syrup. It was all so tempting but I didn't indulge. I resolved to wait until Friday night. Friday date night finally arrived and the hubs took me to Mimi's Cafe. I ordered freshly squeezed orange juice and this plate of deliciousness:

Cinnamon Brioche French Toast

My fellow diners didn't seem amused by the fact that I was taking a picture of my food with my cell phone, but I didn't mind. This was basically french toast made from a cinnamon roll...swoon. It was so sweet that it didn't even need syrup. I also removed that shovel load of butter right away. The good news - every bite was delicious. The bad news - I left 2/3 of it on my plate. Wait a minute! Maybe that last part is really good news too. I ate a small portion of the meal and drank all of my juice. You know what happened? I felt miserable. My stomach felt like it was full of cement - reminiscent of post Thanksgiving tummy.

I left the restaurant with my craving satisfied and the realization that this boot camp regimen is really changing me. My body has grown accustomed to my new healthy habits. I can't believe it! I know that this isn't a quick fix or a magic potion. I'm developing a healthier lifestyle and it feels great. I can still enjoy a sweet treat or indulge a craving, I just can't do it every day.

P.S. Don't be dismayed by the thought of wasted french toast. The hubs ate it for dessert.