Friday, July 26, 2013
Last night I went off my "diet". It was my MIL's 60th birthday and we went to a restaurant and ate good food and drank lots of wine. I went over my calories, but not past maintenance into weight gain territory I am sure because I just tried a bit of everything and didn't stuff myself.
So I don't feel guilty.
Before I would have beaten myself up over it, vowed to live on lettuce for the next three days and ended up binging on icecream. Now I understand that an extra 500 or 600 calories of good, real food once in a while, when I am living a healthy life generally, is not going to make me horribly obese.
For me as an ex anorexic this is something of an epiphany