I know how to diet. I’ve spent my entire life watching my mom on one diet or another. Cabbage soup. Atkins. TOPS, Weight Watchers. Sometimes successful, sometimes not. I did Weight Watchers myself after the Princess was born and did really well…until we moved and I lost my momentum and my equilibrium. I know what to eat to lose weight, so this time I am doing it without a program. I write down everything I eat, to discourage mindless eating, (and so I can go back when necessary to see where I was successful), but I am not counting calories or fat or points.
My problem is that I am an emotional eater. Yesterday I had a good moment, and a bad one. I met my sister for lunch at the mall. The good. I had a garden salad and milk. I haven’t had any desserts or treats in the 3 weeks since I’ve started and I told myself that I could get one little thing at this store. And when we were outside that store, it smelled delicious. And I was a little hungry. But the thing is? I was happy, and laughing and chatting with my sister and the kids, and I didn’t need a treat. I didn’t want any chocolate right then. So I didn’t buy anything. You have no idea what a strange sensation that was for me. I always want chocolate. I always used to want chocolate….but now I think on it, I haven’t lately. I guess cutting it out completely, just for a little while, really has helped me to break the habit.
But. The bad. Hubs was late getting home from work last night. I called and left 3 messages on his cell phone to see what time he’d be home, and finally gave up and started serving the kids dinner at 6:00, when they were famished and could wait no longer. Hubs called 10 minutes later and said he was just leaving a customer and would be home in 45 minutes. He usually calls and warns me in advance if he’ll be late, so I was a little frustrated. Okay…I was angry. I ate my dinner (baked omelette and salad) and fed the kids, but as I was cleaning up I caught myself picking at the kids plates and had to make a conscious effort to stop. I was full, but I wanted to pick at the pie plate, put something else in my mouth. I forced myself to empty the kids plates into the trash and put all the leftovers in the fridge. I made myself a cup of tea and left the kitchen.
Hopefully just being aware of this will help me stop it, but if any of you are emotional eaters and have any tips on how to control it, I would love them. I really want to break the cycle. Help.