Saturday, October 13, 2012
I was having a reasonable week until I met with my mum on Thursday in Nottingham, any deviation from my normal week always seems to throw me out.
I was alright until mum brought very sweet caramel biscuit, she said one would not hurt but we had already had a coffee and cheese scone( would have been OK if stopped there), Friday was no better as i took to nibbling but hopefully I am back on track now but Sunday is a dangerous day as spending so much time on my own I usual start to nibble (again).
I know I am a comfort eater and most of the time I can conquer it but when it takes over it is bad. To try and counteract it I have been swimming today.