I have always been an emotional eater. My mom claims it comes from her. Thanks mom. I see myself doing it. When life hits a rough patch, I get stressed out, or things just aren't working out the way I'd hoped, I eat. It makes me feel better. At least that's what I tell myself.
Professionals say you need to figure out why you are going to food during those times. Um...it tastes good?? I don't know any other reason than that. And if I did have another answer, I probably wouldn't still have the same problem.
I am working on this bad habit. It's hard though. Today I had 17 Cherry Twizzler Bites. That equals 4 points. 4 points is like having breakfast all over again. Except it didn't fill me up like breakfast does. I didn't really need them...although I did need a little something sweet after my lunch. Instead of grabbing the already cut up cantaloupe in the fridge, I grabbed the Twizzlers. And no, I don't know why. Maybe my sugar is a "beacon of hope". It kind of seems more like the opposite, though.
So, I conclude to do better at this "emotional eating". Maybe I will do 5 pushups every time I feel like I need to eat something sweet. That should help...maybe.
Cheers to better choices...and less stress.
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