Today was the first time, in over a week, that I turned to sweets to try to make myself feel better. And wowee—sugar really has an affect when you haven’t eaten much of it!
I ate a Laffy Taffy someone gave me for Valentine’s Day and I also ate a snack size bag of cookies. I suppose that’s not terrible but definitely not a road I want to go down.
That kind of threw eating clean out the window for today and I ate a salad with BBQ sauce and salad dressing for supper. I also had a slice of light bread (still some left) and pumpkin spice cream cheese. I still think that’s a healthy supper choice. Not totally clean, but definitely a healthy choice.
I will need to create a very delicate balance between eating clean and not feeling deprived. So far, I have not felt deprived, but I could also feel myself leaning towards, “well I really blew it, might as well eat whatever I want now” since I ate one small Laffy Taffy. That’s not healthy behavior. But it is noted. Balance. It will be ok to eat foods that are not clean, I just want to eat MOSTLY foods that are clean.
These cravings, my terrible days, weight gain, and the ginormous red zits on my face all point to the fact that TOM is looming. Joy. And tomorrow is weigh in day. I WILL NOT LET IT TRIP ME UP THIS TIME. Last time I was doing really well, TOM arrived and I had a gain on weigh in day after a good week. I let it totally derail me. Not this time! I have to stay strong!
Why is chocolate so appealing during TOM? It’s no coincidence and I know I’m not the only one. It would be a marketing genius to sell chocolate in the tampons aisle. Just sayin’.
I’d love to go into hiding to cover my horrific zits. However, I have a job. I suppose I could wear a ski mask. No, strike that thought. That wouldn’t go over well.
My only chance is the massive snow storm we are expected to get on Thursday. Maybe, just MAYBE, we will get 4 feet of snow and for once they will close the office that I work at. Work hasn’t been kind to me this week. It ain’t happening.
So tomorrow, I will weigh myself, take a good look at my zitty face in the mirror, and give myself a pep talk.
“This is life, my dear. Use some Pro Active, avoid the chocolate, and don’t let the turkeys get you down!”