Wednesday, February 20, 2013
Some days are diamonds, some days are stones, and some days are just bloody chewing gum stuck to the sole of your bloody shoe, and no matter how hard you try you just can't scrap the damn thing off!
Three guesses as to who's been having chewing gum days? The poor decisions of one evening have spilled over into the rest of the week; meaning that on Monday night I got into a fight with a tub of frozen yoghurt (amongst other things), and lost. Yeah.
I'd spent the weekend feeling inexplicably hungry, and instead of nipping those hunger pangs in the bud I tried to ignore them. It worked for the most part - and sometimes hunger/cravings are difficult to tell apart, so that's one to work on... The real problem is when you come back from zumba on a Monday night, eat your post workout snack and find yourself utterly, utterly ravenous.
"Just one small treat", I thought, because I actually had the calories to justify it. For reasons completely, completely unknown or understandable it just wasn't enough, and after a bit of mental wrestling I ate and then ate more and then ate more; each bite becoming more indulgent and ultimately all well over the requisite amount of calories for a non-diety person.
I know what I should have done: read some spark blogs, taken some deep breaths. Like most people I'm very wise and wonderful after the event (or even before it because I've blogged about how I usually, successfully, deal with small cravings). On the positive side: I didn't feel very hungry the next day, but by then I was probably 9/10th ice cream.
So, yeah. A typical slip up of the kind that, though seldom occurring, are dangerous enough to demand an action plan. I'll have to think about how to work more treat food into my average week without succumbing to overindulgence - I'm by no means strict with myself, but I suppose I'm an all or nothing kind of girl, as the empty tub demonstrates! In the meantime I'll be doing an extra workout class and cutting back a bit on the rest of the week's menus. At least having a rapidly approaching medium term goal* is keeping me from writing the entire week off.
Tch. You live and learn.