Had such a terrible weekend... Well, that's not true, I had a lovely weekend but there were some definite down points.
I went to a gig on Friday night and it was amazing. I had a pack before I went in (thanks to my shaker cup!) and then danced and jumped around like a lunatic for the next three hours. Then we went to a pub but I suddenly felt terrible and knew that I was on the verge of passing out. I was slurring my words (obviously hadn't had anything alcoholic), couldn't stand up properly, the room was spinning and I felt like I was about to throw up. I tried drinking iced water as I thought I was dehydrated from all the jumping around and the very hot gig hall but it didn't help at all.
My cousin forced some lemonade down me and I felt a bit better but it didn't last very long and I was soon fighting the urge to just pass out. So the group literally dragged me to a kebab shop (the only thing open in Bath at midnight) and made me sit down, got me to eat some chicken and sip on a can of Coke. Ten minutes later and I was so much better, my blood sugar must have just plummeted. I'd only had two packs that day and was intending to have another when I got home but I guess that wasn't enough to sustain me functioning normally throughout the day and a few hours of jumping around. On Saturday I was craving something salty (I guess I must have sweated it all out) and made a grilled chicken salad but since then I've been back on TS and am fine - I think I'm just going back into ketosis.
I was upset on Saturday morning and cried as soon as I woke up thinking that I had eaten and had Coke when I've been so good but my OH told me that it was out of necessity and I hadn't broken the diet because I wanted to or had a 'sod it' moment but that if I hadn't have raised my blood sugar I would have passed out so I'm still as motivated as I was, just with a bit of a setback... Ho hum.