But I’m not letting that discourage me. I have a long, long history of using food for emotional comfort, as well as stimulation for my untreated ADHD (working on addressing that though). Of course that habit is going to be a hard one to break.
But instead of spiraling in shame, I woke up this morning and journaled about it—I realized this wasn’t the blacking-out-losing-control kind of binge I struggled with about a year ago, when I was too strict about my diet and my deficit was too steep. It was a conscious decision to just eat a lot of junk I normally would have in moderation, because I was bored, stressed from a terrible week at work, and (TMI warning) weak from having the shits all day. Noted! I’ll be able to address this feeling differently next time it happens.
I’ll be counting as usual today, and going to the gym to lift as usual, and eating the amount of food I usually do. Because hey, shit happens. This doesn’t mean I’ve lost all my progress or “broken a streak,” it’s one day out of the past 40-45 days during which I haven’t massively overeaten.
As of now I’m net 40 pounds down and moving into reverse dieting to find my maintenance over the next months. My lifting routine has improved my body image, and I’m at a healthy weight—just doing some body recomp and seeing if I can shed a couple vanity pounds. So it’s slow, steady, and self-compassion for me. Just sharing a slice of my journey.
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