So I counted calories all week, made good choices about what to eat, wore my pedometer and counted steps, and tried to be more active during the day. Except for Friday. And yesterday. Well, and today so far, but it doesn’t count because I have a migraine.
Friday I started the day with a cheese omelet, bacon, hash browns, and a biscuit from the cafe at work. I only ate about a fourth of the omelet, two bites of the hash browns, and half of the biscuit. Oh, and both pieces of bacon. The worst part about all of that was that I drank an enoromous Pepsi, which I’d been avoiding previously.
Then, for lunch? McDonald’s. So good. So bad for me. Combo 2 with no onions and a Sprite. Another soda! Bad me!
Then I ate about a whole fried chicken, some soup, and drank ANOTHER soda.
Yesterday I did OK for breakfast, BAD for lunch at TGI Friday’s with my mom (damn you, tiny delicious cheeseburgers!), and then ate a piece of fried chicken when I got home.
So in essence, I undid all the good work I did Monday through Thursday. Going to start again tomorrow with renewed vigor and dedication. Don’t worry, this isn’t going to turn into a diet blog. I’ll start a new blog for that if it turns out to be something I want to write about. I’ll just tell you about my backslides and disgusting things I eat in the hopes it will either a) make me feel guilty enough not to do it anymore, or b) make you feel better about the crap you eat.
2 thoughts on “Am a Pig”
I humbly recommend to you a book, “The End of Overeating” by David Kessler. It is not a diet book in the conventional sense. It really helped me get my head around why we do what we do. Really interesting book, and a quick read. It’s not that I think you need to read it or anything, I just think you might enjoy it.
I think I’d really like to read that. I never used to have a problem with overeating, but now I find it is a comfort thing. And a celebration thing. And a depression thing. Just about any excuse I can find to eat, I eat.