Yoga was awesome today. Full of 50 sweaty people, many of whom were probably making good on New Year’s resolutions. Power to the people!
When I got home I waited a bit and had dinner. My stomach is so off an I’d had a granola bar right before the class to keep the growling stomach away this week. I went with a safe dinner–if you haven’t tried my apple and cheddar sandwich yet, do it! Yum.
I was full and satisfied after but I still found myself craving chocolate. Apparently handfuls of chocolate chips and having a snack that incorporates them earlier wasn’t enough. I just got ready for bed but found myself thinking about mini eggs. I went for it. Now I’m confused. I know eating candy isn’t bad and I know I didn’t binge, though I started to go back for more candy and has a few mouthfuls before I stopped Ed from taking over.
I know what’s going on. Saying I’m confused is silly. I’m nervous for my long run tomorrow. My legs are sore and tight. I’m scared of injury. I’m anxious about this semester even though I have a pretty optimistic plan for it. I’m frustrated that I still want to binge. I’m worried about my applications and I’m especially scared because I have to take a test for Columbia and find some random info for their financial aid application by February. I don’t know what I’ll be doing in the summer…but I think the Calgary half ironman is back on the list of serious possibilities. I think I need a coach to make it happen.
So much to think about.
What I know for sure is that things could have been worse. Some candy and some extra candy on top of that candy is no reason to ruin my weekend my night or to set me off on a negative tangent. I reclaimed my night and it’s up to me to move on and have a great weekend from here on out.
I have too much to look forward to to let this get me down. A great weekend, a great semester, a great life…you get the point!
What are you doing this weekend?
Are you a stress eater?