My Wedding Feast Barbecue Binge

I blew it this past Saturday (November 2, 2019). I mean, I really blew it! Eating healthy? Forget it!

I officiated a beautiful barn wedding at Neely Farms in Hephzibah, Georgia. Barn weddings are quite popular these days.

It was a perfect Georgia Fall day. Not a cloud in the sky with a temperature in the mid 70s.

BJ Reese, Grandmother of the Bride

BJ and Vic Reese, our good friends

Congratulations to Nicolle and Eric Rowe

The reception food was catered by Willie Jewel’s Barbecue. And while we were waiting, a pot of boiled peanuts provided an appetizer. Both are my weaknesses. And, I was hungry.

I helped myself to BBQ beef briskets, pork BBQ, and chicken BBQ. I loaded my plate with sides of fried okra, black eyed peas, macaroni and cheese, slaw, a dinner roll, and a rich German chocolate cupcake for dessert. It was a feast fit for a Southern king.

But that 30 minutes of stuffing myself was very costly. I knew it would be, but I did it anyway. I couldn’t seem to help myself.

Besides, I was eating with friends. Pleasant conversations, a fantastic venue, a good time, and heavenly barbecue, can make a fellow lose all since of controlled eating!

So, what did my spurge cost me?I am a Type 1 insulin dependent diabetic. Even though I added what I thought would be enough insulin to counteract my “cheat meal,” it wasn’t. It never is.

Within an hour or two, I was feeling lethargic and sleepy. I added more insulin. My blood sugar skyrocketed to 300 and was still near 300 when I got home.

It was 290ish when I went to bed! More insulin please. I woke up at 2am and had to pee. That’s what high blood sugar does to diabetics. You got to pee a lot. More insulin please.

I woke around 7am. It was still high – around 250. More insulin please.

I finally got it to a reasonable number by early afternoon and was feeling better. I went for a two mile walk. After that, it dropped to within range. Thank goodness!

Was it worth it? Yes. Would I do it again? Yes. After all, I’m Southern born and bred!

But, I know I can’t eat like that every day. No way! It would kill me, I’m sure. Yet, maybe on rare occasions like a wedding feast of good, mouth watering, finger licking good Southern barbecue, I can pig out.

Oh yea? What about my weight that I’ve tried so diligently to lose? Poof! Gone up in hickory smoked barbecue.

I was down to 231.1 pounds and right proud of myself. That’s what happens when you eat a lot of salad, chicken soup, and cut down on the carbs. But in one meal, I gained over a pound. That’s what my weigh-in showed Sunday morning. Over a pound! It’ll take me a week of disciplined eating and miles of walking to get that off!

Well, it’s Monday night now. For supper, I had chicken soup and a few crackers. What’s soup without crackers? That was all I had today. Extreme eating calls for extreme sacrifice to compensate for it.

I’m back in the saddle again and ridin’ the range once more!

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Thanks for reading.

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