Thanks to Christmas parties, I had a weekend right in the middle of my week. By that I mean I went hard on Tuesday and Wednesday, as if they were Friday and Saturday. Joy to the World, indeed.
How did I maintain my title as Healthiest Chick in the Bar during these shindigs? I drank beer. I know what you're saying. "Beer?! It has so many calories!" However, I drank beer so I wouldn't get straight up drunk off my beloved vodka. And because of this, I avoided late night munchies (if you haven't already heard, these are my worst enemy). Did I save any calories in the end by consuming a hunk of cals from beer but avoiding that "fourth meal" (to use Taco Bell's sadly genius term)? That I will never know. But I did enjoy these parties and not feel like a total slob afterwards.
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