It’s been a tough week. I never really thought I was an emotional eater until now. In the past, I did not react to stress by going to food. At least not that I was aware. I tended to not really think about food when stress came around. I don’t really have a lot of stress in my life on a regular basis so maybe I just didn’t know.
This week was stressful. And I wanted to eat all kinds of things that were bad for me. I wanted a McDonald’s hamburger and fries. I don’t really even like McDonald’s except for their french fries. I wanted pizza. I wanted a foot long hot dog from a local drive-in in a combo with krinkle cut fries with lots of salt and ketchup. And a milk shake. And I ate it all over the course of the week.
I don’t really even like fast food. I have not really missed it at all during the last 8 months. But in a reaction to the stress, I wanted all that stuff. I wrote it all down too in my on-line tracker, every day and all of it. It was a lot of calories every day and I didn’t burn much more than what I took in each day but I did burn more. The tracking and the lack of calories burned gave me a wake up call. It had to stop. And hi, my name is Tere and I am an Emotional Eater.
It made me look at what I was doing and made me realize it has to stop. I have lost a lot of weight and gained so much more over the last 8 months. It really has not been hard until this week. I ate more than one serving of everything. I ate things I didn’t really love. All because I was stressed.
The stress will go away but the weight gained (or not lost) will be here to remind me that I cannot do that. The trips I have made to the bathroom have also reminded me! Ugh!
Like I said, this was a tough week but I will not self-destruct. I have done some self-reflection and learned something. The stress will pass on by eventually and it is not in my control. But what I put in my mouth is in my control.
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