A huge bread addict

This morning, I went to the market again, that traditional one near my place which I told you about before. Actually I'm a huge fan of bread. I'd even say I'm addicted to it. I just can't go without eating bread. And the thing is, I found a really nice bakery there recently. I've already been there twice.
It takes about 15minutes from my place by car and about 1hour by foot. Today, I passed by there while I was on my walk. These days I've been going on long walks for my exercise.
So guess what happened? My spine is still healing. I have to be nice to it. I went into the market and bought some bread but I got carried away. What I mean is that I bought way more than I could carry. I had an empty backpack which I thought would be enough to carry the bread.
On the way back home my back started to hurt. My backpack was heavy from the bread. I had already been out for two hours. It was so excruciating at the time. I felt like I should just lay down on the street. It was terrible but I knew I could survive.
At some point, I realized I was home. If I knew that that bread was going to be so heavy, I never would have bought so much. I promised myself I wouldn't be so greedy with bread in the future.