chapter 4

Taking it in the car, Elena began to unwrap her monstrosity of a burrito. As she took her first large mouthful, she realized for an instant how great this all could be. The burrito tasted amazing, despite being a horribly decadent bundle of greasy food. Elena was still incredibly full, and could hardly get it all down, but was managing through sheer force of will. By the very end, things got a little messy, just like she had predicted. As Elena was eating the last bits of the tortilla, the end came undone and spilled a mixture of juices, salsa, sour cream, and guac all over her front. Elena was horrified and even more disgusted than she was before. She had forgotten to bring napkins, so she drove home and immediately went into the bathroom. Looking into the mirror, Elena took a closer look at the jacket, which she saw to be covered in a multitude of colors, as well as orange from the chicken at lunch. She hadn't even realized that some of the sauce had spilled. Elena knew that it needed to be washed. So, Elena unzipped and took off her jacket, then looked up and immediately wished she hadn't.

Elena had been mostly ignoring her body's feeling all day, but now it all came to her, and she could see why. Rather than the flat muscled stomach that she had seen that morning, Elena now saw a large balloon burgeoning beneath her shirt. She could also suddenly feel the top of panties digging into her distended flesh. Now taking off her shirt to examine more closely, Elena was momentarily dumbstruck. Not a single muscle was to be seen, instead replaced by a belly that looked as tight as drum. Elena couldn't figure out how fat people could look, eat, feel this way all the time. It seemed unbearable. Although she had initially planned to finish the day out with dessert, Elena decided to take a momentary pause. She decided that there would be time for that another day. For now, Elena had to assess the damage.

With trepidation, Elena went to her room, opened her laptop, and started to calculate what she had eaten. Her large glasses of milk were actually 16oz each, which means she drank the equivalent of 4 cups. So, According to google, 4 cups of whole milk was 592 calories. Elena couldn't believe that the milk by itself had been nearly 600 calories, it seemed impossible! Always being thin, and eating the same things, she had very little concept about intake and so forth. Together, the 2 bananas came out to about 210, which didn't seem so bad. Moving along, it got worse. Elena went back to the freezer to check the orange chicken box to see the nutrition facts for the half that she had eaten, only to discover that she had consumed the equivalent go 6.5 servings, which amounted to 1690 calories, as well 3250 grams of sodium. Elena was beyond disgusted, but knew that she nearing the end of these revelations. Going onto Chipotle's website, she found the nutritional calculator, and found that her burrito had been 1300 calories, as well as 67 grams of fat. Elena was near tears, she had devoured nearly 3800 calories of complete junk in a day. For a brief moment, she couldn't quite believe herself. Elena thought that only fat people ate like this, and she wasn't fat. In fact, she was perfect. From there, she momentarily considered making herself throw it back up, giving up on this plan, refusing the money, and going back to her old routine. Then she took a deep breath, told herself to stop being a baby about it, that sacrifice is necessary to get what you want, and that there was no way that this would be permanent.

Composing herself, Elena decided to get to sleep, as she had a long week ahead of her...