If you need to lose weight or have had a weight problem, chances are you may over eat or eat the wrong foods. I don’t call them bad foods (they are usually pretty dang good) I call them bad for me foods. These are some of the reasons we find ourselves walking through the door of a weight loss program.
But what causes us to over eat or eat those bad for us foods; boredom, stress, hunger, or it just plain tastes good? There are a multitude of reasons and they are different for everyone. Finding out what these triggers are will help us be successful in our weight loss journey.
I was not an over eater. I didn’t eat enough, but I also didn’t eat enough of the good for me foods and too many bad for me foods. Not because I don’t like good for me foods, in fact I prefer them, but guess which ones are more convenient? Yep, the bad for you foods. There’s a fast food joint on every corner. The junk food is cheaper than the healthy foods (that’s a topic for another day). The list goes on.
Does losing weight and reaching goal magically make you immune to the triggers and reasons you needed to lose weight in the first place? Goodness gracious, no. I have been back at goal for more than two years, and maintaining is as hard if not harder than losing. Today for a brief time, I ate whatever, whenever. I had no self-control. I knew what I was doing, but it was like I was on the outside looking in and couldn’t stop myself. I’m not sure I wanted to either.
Why? I was tired. I had very little sleep last night. I was up way late for me; trying to get some computer updates installed and attempting to work on setting up this site (that’s proving harder than I anticipated). The man got up at 10:30 to get ready for work (he works nights) and after he left I listened to a bit of the news and drifted off to sleep. About an hour later he called me because his work truck broke down (he’s a truck driver). He was only a few miles from our house and wanted me to pick him up and take him back to the truck yard for a new truck. Now I really didn’t want to and was quite aggravated that there was no one else to call. But he works hard and goes along with most of my crazy schemes and ideas, so only I only grumbled a little bit then got dressed and took off at midnight. It was a good hour later before I got back home and into bed. I have no idea what happened after that until I woke up at 5:40 this morning. According to FitBit I had a whopping 4 hours and 31 minutes of sleep! I have been dragging all day!
Add to that the grand littles that were home were whiny all day and didn’t/wouldn’t nap, and there in was the “perfect storm”. That set me up for a day of feeding my feelings. I started out just fine. I had my coffee, my usual breakfast, lunch, and then that little monster took over. I ate whatever I could get my hands on; chips, candy, salt, sugar it didn’t matter one bit. Nothing was off-limits. Did any of it help? No. Did it wake me up? No. Did I feel better? No, probably worse. But for I know 15 minutes I just gave in. Now being a WW (weight watchers) member I track my food, and track I did. I didn’t go over my allotment for the day, and was able to have my planned dinner and enjoy it, but the choices I made were not good for me foods. That is what got me through the doors of WW in the first place. Today, for a brief time, I lived to eat.
I am perfectly imperfect, and I’m sure this will not be the last time that I feed my emotions or feelings. I will do the best I can and move on and try to do better the next time. I will FFMO: Forgive, Forget, and Move On
Tomorrow is a new day. I will get a good nights sleep and wake up with a new mind-set, and a new set of daily food points. Tomorrow I will eat to live.
Until the next time.