I slept through most of my weekend it feels like. I admit it, I cheated my ever loving face off on Friday night and Saturday night. This is something I wouldn't normally admit to anyone, but I feel like having complete honesty on here will only help me to realize the problem I have with food. When I am not my happiest, planning a nice lil fast food trip cheers me right up. Friday night I was already in for the night, I had rented a few movies and was settled in. I wasn't happy with just that, so I decided to get out into the cold and stop by Sonic. I got a crispy chicken sandwich with fries and a small ice cream thingy. It gave me something to look forward to that evening. Then Saturday night after an evening of celebrating with cocktails and time with friends, I stopped by Whataburger on my way home... I ingested 2 potato taquitos, 2 hasbrowns and a cinnamon roll. Ugh, I want to crawl into a hole I feel so bad for what I ate. I am an emotional eater - happy or sad... it doesn't really matter, when I celebrate or when I mourn I want food to be a part of it. Food and I have an extremely unhealthy relationship.
Anyway, I made my lunches for the week: cabbage and tomatoe soup. I also made my low carb breakfast burritos tonight. It almost felt like I erased some of the guilt from this weekend by preparing my lunches and breakfasts for the week. When I wake up in the morning and head out the door to workout, it will erase a little more of the guilt.
Here's to a kick-ass week.
HeatherLabels: cheating, food, unhealthy |
ahh buck up! So you cheated this weekend. Big deal! The point is you are still on the wagon. Eat good when you can, don't when you can't, but keep working out and drinking water. Love you cuz and stop feeling guilty!