Food hangover

Food and moods so inextricably linked. happy eating, sad eating, celebratory eating. Eating cause I have an excuse.

I attended a funeral this week and I gave myself a free pass. Faced with a table full of beige I had an opportunity to eat white carbs and cheese on a stick plus a whole host of sugary crap that should come with warnings. To be fair I usually bring my own food stacked away nicely in tupperware. I relish the strange looks if I’m honest I never get bored preaching clean living to people.

after I messed up on a diet be it calorie counting, weight watchers, slim fast, basically name it and I’ve done it. the onslaught begins.

I always used to start a diet on Monday as you do, or will hit the gym hard the next day or eat at a calorie deficit. This time I’m holding my hands up my greed got the better of me I chose to eat all that crap knowing full well I could have chosen not to but I let the wrong voice justify it.

I’m back on the grind, that one day turned into a weekend of eating for pleasure rather than fuel. After being strict with my nutrition for soo long my body became ill after all the sugar. I felt bloated, lethargic and gassy with an all day headache to boot. My set back reaffirmed clean eating  is the way for me, after dipping my toe into my old eating habits I know it’s something I want to leave firmly behind.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Eating your feelings

Life has been throwing lemons at me. Instead of slicing them and adding them to a jar of water with mint and cucumber for a detox or mix with my creatine, I basically ate to the point of self disgust then carried on eating because I felt so disgusting. My house mate who also happens to be a former fat person and understands the sugar high struggle brought me cake and macaroons to cheer up. I love him and hate him in equal measures for doing so.

I eat when I am happy and I eat when I am sad unlike a drug addict or alcoholic I will never escape my vice as I need to it to survive. I started my health/fitness journey last October and fell in love with lifting weights. I educated myself on nutrition and put into practice clean eating. Everything was going swimmingly, I never felt so full of energy and I did not recognise the girl that got out of bed at 5:30am to go to the gym. Working out is my favorite part of my day then it’s a battle to make sure my nutrition fits my goals.

I am not letting my binge be a set back, I know I slipped back to old habits. It’s easy to be clean when life is going well. I will use it as a lesson and I am sure I have many more to come.