Overweight To Wait Is Over

Last night did not go so well for me.

Perhaps there was some pent up frustration leftover from yesterday’s “Will I or Won’t I Eat The Packed Lunch” battle because once I got home? I binged. I may as well have eaten the packed lunch because by God that would have been much healthier.

I started with a petit bowl of Go Lean Kashi with rice milk and some sliced banana. I knew I was hungry and I knew dinner probably wouldn’t be ready for another hour or two - plus, I hadn’t eaten breakfast yesterday - so I figured this was perfectly acceptable.

I continued cooking the Brussels sprouts, (healthy) mashed potatoes, and chicken breasts for dinner.

And also ate five chocolate chip cookies.

What the fuck?

Then I drank two cans of regular soda. And I ate a handful (or three) of tortilla chips with salsa.

In hindsight - and in the glaring light of morning - I know I could feel ashamed, but more than anything, I just feel confused. This is probably a lesson in making sure I’m eating enough so I don’t feel this need to binge or overeat, but I think something else might be going on right now.

Namely, *checks calendar*, yup, the curse of the week before my period.

It’s no cliche for me. The week before my period is horrendous when it comes to my appetite. Sometimes I’ll get bitchy, sometimes I’ll get moody, sometimes I’ll get emotional but, without fail, I will always develop the appetite of a … Olympic swimmer who incinerates calories by simply breathing because he is a machine sent from the future.

Through the next several days, I just have to try my best to make the right choices and, if I need to eat a little extra at every meal to feel satiated, to at least overeat the healthy things.