I got some bad news yesterday that rocked my world.
After getting the phone call from my mom, I instantly went into "getting prepared" mode. One of the things I needed to do was get groceries. Easy task you would think right? Not for an emotional eater.
I was upset and trying to get my mind to stop running. I was at the store and saw the frozen pizza section. All I could think is; That will make me feel better. I knew ultimately it would make me feel worse, but you see, I was an extreme emotional eater before. Happy, sad, mad, hell any emotion at all I could think of to justify eating fast food or a bag of chips, I used it.
I walked by the section with frozen pizza. I walked by the chocolate section... 3 times. I even wandered down the chip aile... I left the store with... my normal groceries. I didn't give in to that emotional urge to gorge myself until my emotions were settled. I got the groceries I needed (okay I added the skinny cow ice cream sandwhichs) and got the hell out of there.
I think not giving in to the temtations and the urges actually made me feel better. It is one of the "small victories" I always talk about. I made it thru that moment in my life. I know there will be hundreds of other "moments" but hey, celebrate the small victories when they come.
Monday weigh in: 221