Why do we overeat? I know we all have different reasons, but I think it mostly boils down to emotions we are trying to mask in some way. Whether it is the notion that we aren't good enough, our men left us, the stress of work is getting to us, or a myriad of other emotions, we eat. Eating at celebrations, funerals, when a friend comes into town is all marked by some emotion. I think if we can learn to separate ourselves from the emotions and focus on eating for health, it will do us a mountain of good.
Last night, I ate out of emotions. At a wonderful session with my personal trainer at +Golds Gym, we took measurements. Death. I lost 3 lbs over the past two months (for being an agoraphobic recluse, I think this should be considered a win), but I gained about 3 inches across my body.
GAH!
For reals?
I am just that much more determined to lose the inches.
But not until I ate a butt-load of mexican food and ice cream. Yup, I went there. I didn't even realize I was feeling lousy until the third mini Ben & Jerry's when I realized I was so full but kept eating.
I am moving past that today. I didn't go over my calories by too much, but I know better and will now act better.
This morning started out with a smoothie that my son and I slurped with smiles on our faces and later we had some carrots to tide us over until lunch comes.
My emotions are not going to dictate my health any more! I will be happy with the food choices I make because I know that even if it isn't what I want in the moment, I am being kind to myself and that means something.
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