This week was horrible. I have been working on a Phd on an accelerated rate for three years. I have come thisclose to finishing early. This week I found out that that would have to wait another year. The worst part is that there were components of my job that were hinging on my getting done quicker that have to wait as well. Three years to have to wait does not feel well. Cue the food.
I can look back at my life now and realize the times I've eaten the most is during times of stress. Usually it was in the form of a whole large pizza or a Chinese buffet. It was often chased with a side of processed sweets like cake or brownies. Followed closely with a bucket of frappacino. Stress also has a tendency to raise your cortisol levels which causes weight gain as well. This week....well this week it was different. This week I checked myself. I exercised when I didn't want to and ate as close as I could to what is now normal. I went out to eat a couple of times related to work but even then it was very small and not offensive. My stress eating this week -- 13 baked potato chips. That's it. My sin encompassed 2 grams of fat, 120 calories, and 23 grams of carbs. This is freedom. Yes, I went a little nuts but it was on something that was as least offensive as possible. This week I report no weight loss but I'm still at 101 pounds. It could be that with everything that has happened it was victory nonetheless. Yes, the clothes are still shedding off because the workouts are still in tact.
I hope next week goes better.
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