So I gained at my weigh in. Not a big amount. 1.5 pounds. I'm still at goal.
But I also gained some knowledge. I eat my feelings. Duh...
I know I gained because of poor tracking...Um, I think I didn't eat 49 extra points during the week or did I?
I know I gained because I ate when I wasn't hungry.
I know I gained. But I also gained some power.
After the meeting, I came home and measured my meal and tracked it. Every lovely bite of the sweet corn that I had bought at a farmer's market down to the gram. I also had to wait another 3 hours before my hubby would be home. Three hours to fill. And I wanted to fill it with food.
I made myself go through why I wanted the food. The answer was shocking and powerful. Because I wanted to avoid doing work. I didn't want to finish the laundry and make the bed and put away the clean clothes in the basket. I didn't want to wipe off the counters and fill the dishwasher.
I let myself eat my nightly snack of yogurt, pb2, fruit, and cereal. But tonight, I also made myself eat with a teaspoon. It slowed me down and made me think.
After sharing with a friend about wanting to avoid doing work and wanting to eat, I hopped to it. Played some music and got the sheets onto the bed. Put the new load into the dryer...and now I'm trying to decide if I should do some school work or read...hmmm, avoidance issues???