Monday, December 10, 2012
I've just come back from 7 days of torture. A business trip of 3 days, that ended with me walking home from the bus at 1 am. The next morning, I took off in a rental car to get mum and head to a family wedding.
On Friday, the rental got a flat in the rain and I couldn't get cell reception. So, I started to change the tire and a Good Samaritan stopped. Then, I went to a tire place for a replacement since I didn't want to drive on the tiny spare.
Made it to the hotel in time for the rehearsal dinner, but was so tired, angry at mum (who kept insisting I was going the wrong way), that I stayed in and used the terrible gym at the hotel.
The day of the wedding, I was at the gym in the next town at 6 am and got in 2 hours so I had the endorphins to get thru the day with my family. I got thru the reception and entire week without succumbing to food temptations --- and there were many,
I kept reminding myself that eating whatever was the latest temptation wouldn't make a bit of difference in the current situation and would only get me down on myself when I came home.
Took the nearly 10-hour drive home yesterday, won my discussion with the rental company for the reimbursement on the new tire, and am now getting back into my world.
I came home not having lost any weight, but also without gaining. Considering the week, I'm really happy. Perhaps I'm finally getting a handle on the emotional eating.