Wednesday, March 27, 2013
Emotional eating! Here it is again! I won't go into what triggered it but there I was, crouching in front of the fridge so that my partner couldn't see me, with the tap running so that the sound of the caramel bottle opening couldn't be heard--I scooped out ice cream (okay, into the smallest bowl we have, which I happen to know is only a half cup, but still) and doused it with sauce. Thank god I managed to not finish the whole bowl. But still! I already knew I was over for the day, without even tracking, because my sister brought me a cookie today and I ate pasta without measuring...and there I was after dinner, chowing down.
Was it tasty? Yes.
Am I kicking myself? A bit.
It is possibly PMS? Why yes, just maybe.
I am thinking I will go get my skipping rope and skip outside for ten minutes. Just to burn that off a bit. Or maybe I'll just go get in the bath. Boo hoo. Poor me. Sigh. Good thing tomorrow is a clean slate.