Fun thing–this month begins a new challenge called Write 31 Days. All over this great nation, and possibly the world, bloggers everywhere are starting their series on numerous topics. Mine: 31 Days to Stop Binge-Eating.
Binge-eating is a symptom of other issues. Like stress. As I was researching my Meyers Briggs personality (INFJ), I found out that my personality type tends to self-destruct under stress using the “sensing” aspect…typically overeating. It reminded me of a time during a book deadline when Justin remarked, “I have never seen you snack so much.” UGH. I hated those words…still do, but it’s true. I mean, I drank five Tervis cups of water yesterday, but I also sucked down a donut.
Okay, it was an eclair.
Okay, it was two eclairs.
Some days I forget to eat lunch (bad for metabolism) but I’ll definitely make up for it with dinner. My husband and I constantly say that we do great on our meals all day but when it comes time to unwind at the end of the day, I reward myself with food.
This is a cycle that has to stop.
Why is this a problem?
- I prefer to have a cheat meal EVERY day.
- You don’t lose weight by NOT eating the cake. Eat it – gain. Don’t eat – 5 pounds fall off.
- Food is addicting.
- Stress-eating is a real thing.
- Bad habits.
- Gluttonous tendencies.
- I’m short so EVERY pound shows.
- I still think I’m a size six in my head. Then I look in the mirror.
What to Do
I’ve done a lot of diets. One of them actually worked really well…until I stopped the diet and started eating pizza. That was fun. My latest weight gain upheaval was during the year that our world was rocked in every which way possible.
I’ve identified the time I binge (usually late afternoons and evenings) and the why (it’s a reward). The frustrating part of that while I feel organized and disciplined in so many areas of my life, controlling food feels like the straw that breaks the camel’s back.
I don’t want to control anything else.
I don’t want to be responsible for one more thing. It’s like I can’t handle it which is ridiculous. How hard is it to put healthy food into your gullet?
I know I’m not the only one who deals with these issues. I don’t know if these next 31 days are going to change anything for me, but I hope this provides a bit of accountability.
Will I succeed? Will I fail? Honestly, I have no clue. In fact, as I was coming up with my topic at 11:30 PM, I was texting my siblings and eating terrible delicious junk.
We can cover a lot of ground these next thirty days. We can talk about diets or lack of, which exercise programs actually work and which are money-sucks. I can share my ups-and-downs, which is always a good time. I will conquer this.
Tomorrow I’ll share with you how I got my husband to agree to signing me up for a gym membership. I’m SUPER excited about it, actually. When we were in Mississippi, Justin and I were lifting almost every day and I was deadlifting 95 pounds. #Gainz #GirlsWhoLift #SuperProudOfMe
I’m excited to write for the next thirty days…thanks for joining me. If I fail, shove a cup of ice water in front of my face and tell me it’s Diet Pepsi. I’ll pretend to enjoy it.
[reminder]Do you binge? Have any secret vices or tips?[/reminder]