I've fallen off the wagon in spectacular style this week and I have no idea why.
Its day 6 of my week, 2 days from WI, and my sins are as follows:
Saturday - went to a social event at a local pub with fellow Mums. I didn't drink alcohol, but made good use of the free non-al punch on offer. Ingredients were tropical fruit juice and lemonade. Somehow I doubt it was Sprite Zero... I lost count of how many glasses I had but I'm guessing at least 10. There was also a steady stream of nibbles coming out: deep fried salmon and rice balls, fish cakes (fried), a platter of battered fish bites and spring rolls. Vegetarianism saved me from further sin as I couldnt eat the mini pastries, quiche, hot dogs or sausage rolls although I desperately wanted to. I also ordered a large bowl of fries. Very, very bad.
Monday - Tofu night in our house, but try as I might, I couldn't even fake enthusiasm for it. So we ended up getting Pizza under the guise of 'celebrating' DH's new job. Well, I pigged out like I have not done in over a year. 5 slices of pizza, half a box of Lemon pepper wedges with Aioli, Deep fried sweetcorn nuggets, washed down with chocolate milk and chased with a Rocky Road Magnum. 40 points! For dinner!!
My body punished me overnight with a distended stomach and a food hangover. Well deserved in my opinion.
So after all this you would think that I would be goig out of my way to be good today. Well, I'm trying but cutting a fine line. I work from home today and took Luke to playgroup where I had chocolate cake (a tiny square but I never have issues resisting usually). I'm not even HUNGRY todya yet I find myself snacking like a fiend.... rice crackers, low-fat cheese on toast, and meringues that I bought as I managed to resist the chocolate twist pastry that beckoned me at the shop.
I've been snacking for days now. Its got to the point where I am chewing gum to have something in my mouth, hoping that it will keep me away from the pantry. Its hit and miss.
I'm not hungry, perhaps I'm a bit bored, but I really thought I had waved farewell to the emotional eating. The one bonus is that at least I am keeping up with my regular exercise. At least 2 sessions at the gym a week, lasting an hour a time. Also running a bit here and there too.
I desperately need help. What is wrong with me that I am eating without being hungry? Is it self sabotage as I'm so close to goal? I keep beating myself up but that doesnt help OR prevent me from repeating the behaviour.
Please, someone say something profound! I cant go on like this or I'll find the 30kg again before I know whats hit me :(