Emotional Eating
Emotional eating officially sucks!
I was doing really really well this week. Lots of jogging and stuck to points all week until Friday night when we went to someone's 30th and I drank a severe amount of wine.
Said wine consumption had a negative effect when someone said something a bit off about one of my best friends (who wasn't there) and instead of having an argument - or indeed ignoring the comment - drunk brain thought it would be better to quietly pick up coat and leave.
Other half was left behind feeling rather embarrassed (don't blame him) so he made some excuse and chased me up the street. Blazing row follows and drunk brain thinks it would be a good idea to call parents (at midnight) and ask them to pick me up as I didn't want to stay at home!!! What a t*t I really am. Parents persuaded me to go home with OH who proceeded to go to bed saying he didn't want anything to do with me. Didn't get much sleep and went to parents as soon as I was sober enough to drive in the morning as OH still wouldn't talk it through...spent all morning sobbing and eating anything and everything I could get my paws on.
We made up in the afternoon once he'd calmed down...
I then had a family do in the evening which was lavishly catered (hot beef sandwiches, hot chicken sandwiches, potato wedges, every conceivable nibble going, wine, cocktails etc...) so still feeling slightly scarred from the argument I ate and drank until I could fit no more in! Worked out rough points total and it was about 35 or so over and that's being conservative...I'm also a fair few over today as we've had a chinese takeaway and I had a chocolate muffin and some cheese and crackers as snacks this afternoon.
All in all I've ruined the hard work of the week. Haven't even done my housework to burn off some calories there! Have just been sulking in my own misery all weekend. Pah! Must be better tomorrow! I will get up at 6am so I can get ready and walk to work for 8am. I WILL!x