I'm an emotional eater. I know it. Its no secret. I eat if I'm upset, angry, happy, sad, bored, ticked off, and to celebrate just about any lame-ass excuse I can come up with. Yesterday, I had an "issue" with the copier in our office and as it got worse and worse (a 10 min job took me 2 hours!), all I could think of was an ice cold can of Coke out of the vending machine in our office kitchen. I resisted and resisted, even nibbling on my cucumber slices and staring at the container, telling myself "you're an emotional eater, you're an EMOTIONAL eater, focus on the cukes, don't get a Coke, mmmm, yummmy, ice cold soda...". Can you see where this is leading? Bet you can't!!!
I got a Coke.
And then a bag of Cheezies.
After lunch I ate 3 GIANT donuts (one of which was smothered in chocolate). And I really mean giant. They were probably the size of 1.5 regular donuts.
|We ain't see no Donut (willycoolpics via Flickr)|
I don't know why I ate the donuts on top of the chips/pop. Or why I didn't stop at 1. Or 2. Needless to say, I felt horrible. Physically, mentally, emotionally. I promised myself that I'd hop on the treadmill last night AND do some upper body weights to try and counterbalance some of the damage I had done. When I arrived at home after work, I made dinner as usual but didn't have much of an appetite. Hmmm, no idea why that was...
I sat down to relax and watch the news, giving myself time to start digesting before hopping on the treadmill. Within half an hour, I was ready for bed (this was 6PM!). And it wasn't a good sleepy either. I felt ... yucky. Not that I was going to be sick but just ... yucky. After a day and half with little sugar, no soda, and eating relatively healthy, I had OD'd on sugar, transfats, and just about every other bad thing out there. It came as quite a shock though at how totally gross I felt. I've binged before and never felt like this. And it wasn't guilt over what I had done (although, yes tht was there too). My head was wonky, my body felt bloated and not right (no other way to describe it), and I was falling asleep way earlier than even I usually do.
It was definately the wake up call I needed in terms of what all that crap can do to you in such a short amount of time. And what I've been doing to my body over the course of my lifetime.