I find myself falling into this trap every year, and this year is no different. The trap? Time to party before the fast.
But that's backwards, isn't it! You fast to feast. You don't feast to fast.
Yet the corrupted nature loves to try to cram in as many "forbiddens" (and even take in as many sins) knowing that tomorrow you will worthily lament the sins and acknowledge the wretchedness.
Yet isn't this completely contrary to the spirit of the fast? For the Lenten fast exists not so that we can be bad before we are good. Rather, it is given so that we might learn, each day of the year, to discipline our bodies and reign in our passions and control our selves. In other words, we fast not to shape up for 40 days, but to remind ourselves how we really ought to live for 365.
This doesn't mean you can't eat a paczki. It does mean that restraint is the order of the day--even today.