There was a box of Seths granola bars, and a HUGE jar of Nutella. I ate one bar, yummy. Spread some nutella on another.. boohoo, my days planned food is ruined, that box looked so good and now it's not here! My hand moved to spread chocolate nutty good(bad)ness onto a 3rd bar, and I stopped.
I am not going down this path again, surely? Seriously, I am going to let a small box of seeds throw me off? I don't think so, no.
Instead of moping, I fished around the fridge for some 0 point veg, and knocked out a soup. 1 orange pepper, half an onion and 3 carrots chopped and boiled in a pint of gluten free bouillon, a quick whizz with the hand blender, and I chucked in some peas, mushrooms and seasoning. 2 big servings of chunky 0 point soup. After guzzling a bowl, my tummy forgot all about the nutella, and the graze box, and my mind fog cleared so I could prep lunch.
Now it's coming up to 4pm, the second of my usual witching hours foodwise.. I feel ok.. have my 2nd bowl of soup and a tuna stir fry ready to be warmed through for tea, then a fruit salad later. Am still on track. Take that disordered eating!
I faced multiple triggers
- mental - unexpected changes to my plans, unruly kids, stuck indoors.
- physical - hunger pangs, and trigger foods - cereal bars and nutella spread.
What I wanted was to comfort eat, I was truly hungry, and feeling a little sad and low.. so I found my body some foods that *would actually* provide comfort, satiate my hunger and leave me in a better state, physically and mentally. It is that simple. One good decision after another... this is what this week is about for me. Finding the alternatives, and coming out the other side feeling content and fulfilled, not bloated and guilty, or prideful but deprived.
If I can't be moderate, I can go for balanced! I don't need to be perfect, I need to make good choices most of the time, leaving room for my moments of madness.