Yesterday was a bad eating day. As I mentioned earlier, I have been counting calories this week. I've been doing well. Well, that is until yesterday. Towards the end of my day I felt my resolve weakening. I was in trouble. I would like to say that my willpower was strong enough to resist, but alas, it wasn't. I was foiled. My arch nemesis of favorite foods-that-will-kill-you was calling my name:
I even tried to talk myself out of it by going to the website and looking up nutrition information. Bad idea...once I got there, I was linked directly to a coupon. Delicious goodness for only $1.99!!
I did find the nutritional info, although not on the website. It's roughly 90 calories per breadstick. My inner demon say so to me, "Becky...just have a few. You haven't gone over your calories yet. A couple won't hurt you."
Evil demon lies.
I ate the whole freaking bag. All 800 calories. They were delicious, but I was disappointed in myself. So how do I handle this let down? Do I go home and workout extra hard to compensate for this gorging? Oh no...I get home and decide that those Lucky Charms look DELICIOUS and I must have a big bowl. What the heck? I couldn't have been hungry after stuffing myself with breadsticks. What was going on?
I was stressed about work. So I decided to try to eat it, I guess? There is no logic to emotional eating, but it definitely exists. And it haunts me... When I get overwhelmed (whether by work or by life), I try to eat myself into a solution.
It doesn't work.
I think this will be my biggest challenge by far, especially considering that I am aware of it and still couldn't defeat it last night. I KNEW it was stupid; I KNEW I'd regret it, but I still did it. And that, dear readers, terrifies me.
As a side note, I am tracking my calories on www.myfitnesspal.com (free!) and when you log your food and exercise at the end of the day, it gives you a nice motivating note:
|This was Tuesday. I like Tuesday. Let's have more Tuesdays in my life...|
|Curse you Wednesday!!|
Both are motivating, but in very different ways. I like it though--it's a nice reminder at the end of the day why I am doing the things I am doing and why it important to stay on track. Let's pray that next time I am stressed, I learn to use exercise to relax. I want to make every day count towards my end goal.