For me, it's usually all of the above. Last week when I was running around the city with Tiffany, it was pretty easy for me to eat healthfully because I was so busy. However, as the week went on, I started making some classic Ellen eating mistakes. Thursday, I went to Au Bon Pain for lunch. What I was really craving was soup, but since my veggie intake had been nonexistent, I decided it would be best to get a salad. The salad was pretty dull; it consisted of: tiny pieces ham, carrots, cucumbers, corn and apples with a tiny splash of balsamic dressing. As I shoveled the greens into my mouth, I tried to convince myself I was enjoying it, but when Tiffany told me my salad looked sad, I couldn't help but to agree.
Feeling totally unsatisfied, I got a big chocolate chip cookie at Starbucks. I ate half then and the rest later that night. One cookie (well, a rather large cookie) isn't terrible, but if I had just gotten the soup in the first place, I probably wouldn't have felt the need for anything else. Sometimes it's hard for me to know when to give in to what I'm really craving and when to practice self-restraint. I can't eat everything I want when I want it (now that would not be pretty), but if depriving myself results in eating chocolate chip cookies, then what's a girl to do?
Emotional eating is super dangerous for my diet. I've never stuffed a piece of cake into my mouth like o'girl above, but I've certainly come close. I usually binge on sweets or junk food when I'm down or hungover (let's not even talk about the bag of Sour Patch Kids I ripped into yesterday), but this past Friday, I "treated" myself because I was happy. I had had a long week helping Tiffany with her styling job, and when Friday rolled around, I was feeling so great about having a busy, fun, productive week that I decided I deserved to splurge a little. I was exhausted, so I went to Starbucks for a caffeine boost, and that's when the breakfast sandwiches caught my eye. Nine times out of 10 I would get the oatmeal and feel great about my choice, but for some reason I had it in my mind that I wanted to be bad. I went back and forth about it in my mind: Oatmeal? Breakfast Sandwich? Oatmeal...I got the breakfast sandwich. Breakfast is never a good time to cheat because it sets the wrong tone for the rest of the day.
I told myself that would be my only indulgence, but that didn't happen. I was madly getting all the clothing returns ready (boy that was a task!), so for lunch I ended up grabbing a bag of Pop Chips and a York peppermint patty. Umm, not the most nutritious lunch in the world, yikes! I was still on a high from my week though, so the guilt didn't settle in until later that night.
I don't want to recount everything I ate this weekend, but I'll just say that it was not good. I'll never become the fit, healthy person I want to be if I don't get my eating in check! It seriously feels like it will never happen. I know I need to re-wire my brain or something, but how the heck do you do that? Maybe I should see a food hypnotist? Repeating "I hate ice cream and pizza" over and over has to do the trick! Kidding. Umm, kinda.
I'm feeling quite frustrated right now, but today is a new day. I'm heading to the gym now for a much-needed sweat session. Who else is an emotional eater and what emotions usually trigger it?