Last Updated on July 19, 2021 by Michael Brockbank
This week has been an emotional rollercoaster. First, I kind of binged a bit at a birthday party for myself and my brother. Then the next day, my old momma cat literally died in my arms. Needless to say, I’ve had quite a bit of food this week for tracking calories.
And although I was half tempted to restart my 12-week challenge fresh, I made a promise that I wouldn’t restart again.
While I am about three pounds heavier this morning than when I started, it’s nothing that I am overly concerned about. As I said in my last post, most of the food is more than likely going down the toilet in a few days.
Being a Stress Eater Sucks when Tracking Calories
I tend to binge eat when under an immense amount of stress. Having to say goodbye to a very close, feline friend sent me over the edge. I still kept the frame of mind to record everything I ate, but I lacked the motivation to pick healthier foods.
You know the moments…you just say, “to hell with it” and grab whatever’s in sight.
Last night, after burying Maryweather, we had KFC and Coldstone. And in that one sitting, I ate nearly 2000 calories of greasy, creamy goodness.
This morning, however, my stomach is making all kinds of gurgles, grumbles, and bubbly sounds. In other words, I’m in for a crappy weekend.
On the upside, I am proud of myself for still tracking the calories and not swayed by the temptation to restart my 12-week fitness challenge. Instead, I’m sure I can come up with a good blog post later about the week in question.
Need to Refocus My Efforts
As long as nothing else decides to derail my efforts, I’m sure I can get back into weight-loss mode relatively quickly. And yes, it’ll take a few days to pass all of the junk I’ve had recently.
Still, it’s nothing I can’t handle.
The hardest part is keeping myself moving. I was very close to Mary, as she played a very pivotal role in my life since moving back from Los Angeles. So at the moment, I get bogged with depression and sadness.
Granted, it’s not as bad as when I lost my son a few years ago. But Maryweather meant an awful lot to me.
Going for my morning walks isn’t going to be the same, as she had to be outside with the dog and me every day. Or, when she had to be in my lap anytime anyone wanted to talk to me in the office.
At any rate, I still have a lot to do and in short time to get there.
Exercise Relieves Stress, Anxiety, and Tension
In the grand scheme of things, throwing myself back into my workouts is probably a good idea. After all, exercise manages stress quite well. The hard part is pushing myself to jump in.
It’s like when my son died…I literally had to force myself to get up and move. And although this isn’t as bad, it’s still pretty fresh in my mind. So, it kind of saps my motivation for the day.
Still, I’m sure throwing myself into something would probably help tremendously.
Still Tracking the Calories
So, there we have it…a totally messed up week for trying to be good with food and exercise. But, I’m not overly angry with myself for a change. Regardless of what is going on, I’m still going to keep tracking my calories.
Though, I really do hope that next week is better.