Yesterday was a blow out of major proportions. I ate anything I could get my hands on all day. I was reacting to stress and emotional upset. I wasn’t hungry. I wasn’t feeling deprived in any way. I just woke up yesterday, did my weigh in, then collapsed and started eating. No, my binge day wasn’t in reaction to my weigh in result. I lost three pounds, last week. A respectable number and one I was pretty happy with. Tho, if I were to be absolutely honest, one I thought was going to be a bit higher.

Anyhoo… (Thoughts are all over the place, this morning.)

So, knowing that it was going to be pretty impossible to fight off, I just let the day happen. I figured it would be a little less rough if I just let it roll. So, that is what I did. I figure I ate roughly 3000 or so calories, yesterday. The funny thing is, even on unguarded eating days, like yesterday, I can’t eat like I used to. My stomach just isn’t able to handle the large volumes it used to be able to. So, I eat and have to wait, a long time before I can handle anything else. It is actually kind of funny, when you think about it. At least I think so.

Sp, today, I feel over the whatever it is that rises up in my brain and my heart and causes binge days and I am ready to be back on track and doing well, again. Little harm should have been done, tho I foresee a lot of water in my immediate future. I am already swelling and puffy. Ugh! Sodium explosion, anyone?