Well I fucked up. I suppose it was bound to happen. 6 days is the longest I've gone in a long time, so I don't really see it as a big failure. I can just pick back up and keep going tomorrow.
At least, this is what I'm telling myself.
It was the apple pie that undid me. I don't even like apple pie. But it was sweet and I am a sucker for sugar. I don't like the way I feel now, all bloated and uncomfortable. Let this be a lesson to myself.