I’ve been slacking lately with my journaling especially on days that I know I will be likely to overeat. We went to a Cub’s game Friday and I planned on having a hotdog and some nachos. Thought I’d drink there but it was too hot, so I stuck with water (small win). Ended up eating 2 hotdogs and soft serve ice cream. What the what! Can’t remember the last time I had real ice cream. Oh it was so good. I did purposely eat it at a table so I could enjoy every bite. So there is a little progress, in the past I would have scarfed that down because it was good, not really enjoying it.
When the shit hits the fan
Once we got home, everything went to hell. I was definitely tired and dehydrated from the long day. My brain sent me hunger signals and my mouth responded in kind. Had spaghetti and 2 breadsticks. Not done yet, just getting warmed up before the grand finale.
Everyone else is in bed. I work second shift so my bedtime is usually after midnight. Not taking the time to actually listen to my body, my brain tells me more food. So at 10:30 I ate potato chips, honey bun and an oatmeal cream pie. WTF!!
So now what?
My mind is reeling right now as I write this. My thoughts are “What the fuck were you thinking?”
- We no longer eat processed sugar and flour.
- We don’t eat after 8 p.m.
- We’re not physically hungry.
I’ve been working on making my own journal that gives me prompts, space for tracking the data I want to track and motivation. As you can see from the template I got off Google, I don’t use most of the page for what it was designed for.
So the goal is to get a better journal and use it everyday to collect data, write down my bs thoughts and work on better ones. Will post once I get something workable.
Ok kids, off to the store. Gotta fill the fridge for the week.
Hope y’all have a rocking day!