Was having a particularly miserable day yesterday. Bad things were coming at me left and right and I actually broke down in tears. I left my office and walked out to find lunch (I don't have a car). I just had to escape the good smell of whatever the drug rep brought for lunch (at our doctor's office, drug representatives bring us big, fancy, free lunch & breakfast pretty much every weekday).

Anyway, I was walking down the street. There was a taco bell a bit further down the road and I felt that if I kept walking past it, I'd lose the desire to eat there but by the time I passed taco bell I turned around and lost my mind.

Picture this: a 180lbs, 20year old girl frantically eating a burrito supreme in tears. Yeah, people were staring. Yeah, it was pathetic and embarrassing.

The worst part was that I wasn't even hungry. I was just having an emotional tumble and that was the only thing that crossed my mind.

I'm back on track now but I had to confess/

God love the drug reps.....they sure know how to put on a spread, don't they?

You had your mini-meltdown and now it's over. Onward and upward! (or downward actually in this case)

Hug. Hope that helps.

Look a little farther back than the bad day. Was something off with your food? not enough, or ran out of your favorites, or tried a new recipe and it was yuk?

in my experience there is always some food vulnerability before a bad day makes me go sideways. But, if I am well fed i am more likely to weather a storm.

Can I hear an AMEN!

Yeah! You sometimes I wonder if my biggest obstacle with weightloss has been those drug reps! I've worked there for 2 years now and I can't help but notice everyone I work with is chubby or putting immense effort to keep it off.



Thank you



You know, I can't remember. I think I kept on track up till then because I remember I wasn't even hungry when I indulged. I've just always been a comfort eater and it took a lot to stop but this last time I guess it defeated me.

But thanks everyone!
I will keep moving forward and I'll keep a stronger hold on the reins.

That's where a food log helps. Not a heavy big deal, but just notes of what and when you ate.

I was so excited the first time I noticed a pattern that after 3 days or so of not eating very much (and thinking I was doing so well), I invariably and inevitably ate too much and usually the wrong things.

Like the Chinese say - the most faded ink is better than the clearest memory.

The falling-facedown-in-the-carbs is the end result, the big symptom. The lead-in to it is usually something like not enough food or sleep or something that came before. I should say, for ME. Every single time.