Monday, February 18, 2013
Let's just say that Saturday was Stress-Eating day.I honestly have no idea how I shoved so much food in my mouth in a short 24 hours! From TWO tuna fish sandwiches, TWO snack size bags of chips, half a bag of popcorn, 4 waffles, 4 cups of fruit...holey moley.
The stem of all of this? Stress and boredeom. Let's face it. Last week was a horrible week for me. It marked the 6 month mark of my mom's passing, my Uncle was diagnosed with brain cancer and my Gramma has a tumor on her kidneys and needs her gall bladder removed. It was a lot. And food was comforting.
So, I gave myself the day. I sat and watched an entire season of True Blood. I ate whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted. I let gluttony and sloth take me over.
And what do I have to show for it? Potentially a couple extra pounds back up on the scale. Another couple of weeks before I reach my goals.
But I'm not kicking myself over it. I don't really buy into the "everyone needs a cheat day" mantality. But I also don't think that kicking yourself for having an off day is going to make things any better. It's just going to make you feel worse about yourself and/or your situation.
So, Sunday what did I do? Spent an hour at the gym. Treated myself to a manicure and some meditation in the sauna. Went grocery shopping for some HEALTHY food choices. Watched a couple episodes of Downton Abbey. Went to bed, cuddled up and read a book.
The verdict? I will take a thousand Sundays over that Saturday any day. I feel better when I eat better. The stress is more easily handled after a trip to the gym. It took my All You Can Eat Saturday to remind me how much happier I am when I am being healthy. That was an extra 1500 calories well worth it :o)