I have to admit that yesterday didn't end up being the great food day I had planned. I ate my breakfast as planned but about 10:30 got the urge to eat cookies. (As a little background, my mom sent me several boxes of girl scout cookies and Stephen insisted I bring them to work since he didn't want them at home. So I brought them to work and have kept them in a locked cabinet. I haven't had too many problems with them being here until yesterday.) I literally ate almost an entire box of the peanut butter sandwich cookies. I just could not stop eating them. After scarfing down the cookies, I thought, "no big deal. I'll just watch my calories the rest of the day." I was determined that the peanut butter cookie incident would not derail my day! Well, I didn't get to go for my run at lunch...beautiful weather but I feel so behind at work which is a total excuse but I didn't go. In the middle of the afternoon I started thinking about those stupid cookies again and what did I do? I proceeded to eat almost an entire box of chocolate chip cookies! Finally, I thought about how ridiculous this was. I wasn't hungry, I was just bored at work, wanting to procrastinate on a project, worried about the decision from my interview. I was eating to numb myself, not for any other reason. So I promptly sent an email to some people at work in charge of organizing social events and donated the remaining boxes of cookies to their events. I got rid of the cookies so no more temptation sitting right in my office anymore!! I still have moments when I'm too weak and I'll give in. Lesson learned: none of that stuff in my office. Only healthy, low-calorie snacks. After the chocolate chip cookie incident (it's majorly pathetic that I had 2 cookie incidents yesterday and have to identify which one I'm talking about), it just went further downhill. It was a total f-it attitude. On the way home from work (I walked again b/c Stephen was working late and I needed to be outside) I stopped at the grocery store to get some more fruit and picked up a bottle of wine. While I was waiting on Stephen to get home, I kept snacking. Again, I wasn't hungry, I was just bored. And I also proceeded to drink the entire bottle of wine last night! Grrrr! I'm so frustrated with myself but I haven't had a falling off the wagon for a while now. Oh well, live and learn. I'm putting it behind me and I'm not dwelling on it anymore.
In other news, I have my blood work later this morning. I haven't been able to eat since last night which bums me out b/c I love breakfast! I'm one of those people who gets really hungry in the mornings...I usually eat two breakfasts. One when I first get to work and then a much smaller, snack-like one about an hour before I run. I hate having blood work done. Needles don't particularly bother me but it's when they put it in my arm, I instantly feel very weak. But it'll be over with quickly. I'm looking forward to hearing the results for my cholesterol and so forth. There's a lot of heart problems in my family so I want to verify that my usual healthy eating and running practices are doing great things for me.
And, on that note, it's time for me to head to the health unit!