What the....really?

I made an astounding discovery last night! Apparently, due to my healthy eating and new mind set, my body physically rejects pizza. Seriously! I decided to indulge last night and have a few slices of pizza. My dad was kind enough to give me a pizza he bought that he thought I may enjoy. Dads don't care about calories; they love to feed their kids good food. :) Anywho, I thought, "Well, I have been so good for so long, surely some pizza wouldn't hurt me." Was I wrong about that one. After I ate it, I felt kinda sick and bloated. I used to feel satisfied and happy when I had pizza. Now I felt yucky. The grease and cheese and pepperoni all combined in my stomach to make me feel horrible! How did I ever pig out on this stuff? Now it is unfathomable! I mean, seriously, I felt like shit! I still feel like shit! My body hates me at the moment. My stomach has felt messed up all morning. I guess all these years I saw pizza as my ally, my friend. Now I see that I was wrong, pizza is not good to my body. Maybe one slice is OK, but anything more and my body starts hating me! I don't blame it, either. Being able to step back and see my supposed "favorite" foods from a new perspective is kinda cool. It helps to understand how they really make me feel, instead of fooling myself into thinking I need them or they fulfill me. I can honestly say it now: I don't need pizza. I don't even think I like it half as much as I have always thought. I am getting to know my body a little better each day! Also, I am now down 18 pounds to 250! Awesomeness!