I was going to write a What I Ate Wednesday post but sometimes I feel like a bunch of pictures of food doesn’t tell the whole story. It can be much more interesting to understand the thought process behind the choices of a professed overeater. It’s a vulnerable thing to openly share these types of things on the Internet but if you’ve been reading for a while you know that blunt and honest is the way things go.
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Upon waking I asses the damage from the night before. I’ve been pretty good about tracking on MyFitnessPal this week so I am a happy girl knowing I stuck to normal portions and didn’t eat for comfort.
I make a light breakfast to hold me on until mid-morning. It’s always smart to eat something before heading into work as I am never sure how long my commute will take.
(Everything bagel thin with a schmear of almond butter and a banana)
Before I know it the morning is half over and I am famished! I inhale the second part of my breakfast and am glad I waited until I was actually hungry to eat it.
(Greek yogurt, peanut flour, honey, and 1 cup of Cheerios)
I have a small window for lunch on this particular day so I eat when time allows.
(I made a salad that turned out better than expected and snagged the small half of a blueberry Panera bagel from the kitchen)
During my meeting I had lunch dessert and still felt decent about my choices.
I got back to my desk around 3pm which is approximately the time each day that my resolve to eat healthy and mindfully goes out the window.
I ate my afternoon snack (a kids clif bar and 2 clementines) even though I wasn’t hungry and immediately wanted more food. Funny how the mind works I drank water and tea in attempts to thwart the cravings but I was not successful.
Snack number two was a hard pretzel with almond butter, 1/2 diet coke, and 3 peanut M&Ms. At this point it all became mind games. I got more water and told myself that my evening run would suck if I did any more damage.
So it was head down and mouth shut for the rest of the day.
After a commute home and a quick change of clothes I inhaled a banana in hopes it holds me over long enough to run.
Spoiler: it did the trick.
I did a 5k run and a bit of walking afterward to cool down and promptly headed home to shower and fix dinner. I was really hungry and didn’t want to cook (what else is new during the work week) so I came up with a random, yet delicious quick dinner.
(Cup of Trader Joe’s vegetarian chili, tortilla chips, and green beans)
I packed the exact same thing for lunch so I should be in good shape for today.
So there you have it. The good, bad, and ugly of a professed overeater. Sure, this is mildly embarrassing to post my deep dark emotional eating issues but I find these types the most interesting to read so I figure it never hurts to put yourself out there! My overall calories were a bit higher than I would have liked but I did the best I could. Here’s to fighting those mid-day munchies!
Question: How do you best avoid eating for comfort?