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| 24 March 2011 at 4pm |
Friday, March 25, 2011
Project Number 2 - Day 16 (Thursday)
So yesterday I was in a weird mood. I didn't sleep well the night before, I ran in the morning and my body was really sore, and I didn't feel satisfied from breakfast, lunch or dinner. It got me all to thinking... I think it's safe to say that I eat for comfort. I didn't feel hungry yesterday and I didn't feel full but I kept thinking to myself 'I should probably eat something, that would make me feel better.' Which is oh so wrong on oh so many levels. Why does my brain equate the two things? I feel sad, well eat something. I feel stressed, well eat something. I feel nervous, anxious, or scared, well eat something. I feel like celebrating, well eat something! Now, don't get me wrong... I love food. It was a big part of my childhood and it's a big part of my adulthood but when does a love of cooking, sharing, and eating together turn into something dangerous. I'm pretty sure that comfort eating is the disease that people that are 1000 lbs have. They eat to make themselves feel better. With all of that said, I don't really have any more. I'm not sure what the next step is. Does one replace eating with something else, like, say, running? Or does one deal with the emotions in a different way? More on that when I come to it...
Yesterday I did my best to not buy something from every food vendor on the street in hopes of getting out of my funk. I finally just accepted that I was in a funk and that a good nights sleep was probably all I needed.
So for breakfast... I had gone on another run before work and was expecting to be famished by the time I started class at 9:30. I wasn't, so I had some coffee while I blogged and then grabbed a banana to eat after class. I was fine. Not full, but my stomach wasn't sending hungry signals.
For lunch I didn't think I was going to be able to go home, but I also didn't remember to pack a lunch. I decided I should sit down and eat something hardy instead of snacking all afternoon. I got a medium sized salad with chicken from Fruteria Montserrat. But then my class was canceled and so I was able to go home. Once home, I had a small piece of cold lasagna (not very good cold) and a banana with peanut butter.
For dinner, we had left over lasagna. I fell asleep reading SUPER early and slept until about 5:30. This morning I feel rested and refreshed. Not at all in the mood I was in yesterday.
Yesterday I did my best to not buy something from every food vendor on the street in hopes of getting out of my funk. I finally just accepted that I was in a funk and that a good nights sleep was probably all I needed.
So for breakfast... I had gone on another run before work and was expecting to be famished by the time I started class at 9:30. I wasn't, so I had some coffee while I blogged and then grabbed a banana to eat after class. I was fine. Not full, but my stomach wasn't sending hungry signals.
For lunch I didn't think I was going to be able to go home, but I also didn't remember to pack a lunch. I decided I should sit down and eat something hardy instead of snacking all afternoon. I got a medium sized salad with chicken from Fruteria Montserrat. But then my class was canceled and so I was able to go home. Once home, I had a small piece of cold lasagna (not very good cold) and a banana with peanut butter.
For dinner, we had left over lasagna. I fell asleep reading SUPER early and slept until about 5:30. This morning I feel rested and refreshed. Not at all in the mood I was in yesterday.
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