Wednesday, May 22, 2019
I just ate so much my tummy is stretched. It feels awful! I haven’t eaten like this since late March when I started my diet again. The school had our boys playing volleyball on the beach, then a cook-out for everyone. I ate two hot dogs, two hamburgers, and two bags of delicious Lay’s potato chips...exactly two times what I should have had.
This is such a disappointment - to let myself be in a place where I know I will misbehave, and then not have the strength to just put down the food. There is nothing to be done except to accept that this will be a setback and do better next time.
I am adding this later in the afternoon. Be of good cheer! I am not depressed, really. I am just disappointed in myself. I checked and I have 220 calories left for today, such riches! It is unlikely I will overeat again anytime soon. This sore, distended and bloated belly has given me the message that I should restrain myself. I can just start tomorrow and try harder. My mood has not been sad, and, at the last weigh in this week, I had lost 12.5 pounds. Admittedly it is slow going - especially since apparently I am required by some karmic god of fatness to relearn every single trope about dieting.
Oh well. I will turn the page to the next lesson and keep my white pants ready to slip on any day now.