Having just come off a weekend where my mom was up to visit me, I can tell you that I am not a fittie at all when it comes to special occasions. My mom doesn’t like to (read: won’t) eat home cooked meals when she is visiting, so this means 100% dining out. I’m certain I could have made a lot healthier choices throughout the weekend, both in terms of food and drink, but instead I chose to indulge to the maximum possible.
It seems the only benefit to a weekend like this one is fittie guilt after fatty fail. Tonight, I worked out when I normally would not have considering how tired I was, and I had zero temptation to open up a bottle of beer despite having made a $100 beer purchase this weekend (of really fancy schtuff). I’m also endeavoring to get the proper amount of sleep this evening. (I find I am much less hungry the next day when I’m actually rested.) For me, this guilt will likely last the duration of the week and then I’ll be back to my normal (still fittie, but not super fittie) routine.
Although boom/bust cycles like this are not a great thing to do, as long as the indulgence is really only occasionally, I see nothing wrong with it.