Thursday, June 02, 2011
To quote a friend, "ugh and blah." That's how I'm feeling right about now. The reason? I let my emotions get the best of me.
I have struggled with emotional eating my whole life. Had a bad day? Well, Ben and jerry's could fix that. Argument with my husband? Macaroni and cheese makes it all better. Kids driving me crazy? Fried cheese please!
You get my point. I always turned to food as a stress reliever. And it did make me happy, until I had gained 40 pounds.
Since starting my SP journey, I have been able to kick emotional eating in the butt. Sure I still indulge, but when I want to, and within limits, not because I was trying to fill a void. I found that working out was a much better stress reliever than food.
Well, tonight I fell off the wagon. I'm in a bad place due to the recent death of my uncle. It's been a stressful week trying to make travel plans, consoling family members, and grieving myself. Knowing good and well I shouldn't- I ordered Chinese food. Sesame chicken at that, with white rice. A lot of it!
It's not so much I ate bad food, it's why I ate it.
I knew it was bad. I knew I would regret it. I knew I would feel gross after I ate it.
Yet I still ate it. Why???
I am hoping this is not a start of an entire weekend of emotional eating.