Definitely an Emotional Eater...

*sigh*

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:

Hello, Becky...

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?

Stress.

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.  

*Spoiler Alert*

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.