I had a butt-kicking stroller-fit class this morning. I swear, it is SO hard. We run up and down steep hills with the stroller, squat, lunge, punch, kick...pretty much any action that I can think of. Marvelous stuff, I tell you. I hope I burned a million calories today.;-)
So, I started slipping a bit this afternoon. I was ravenous when I came back from working out, and needed to tend to the baby first. I couldn't eat, so my hunger continued to swell uncontrollably. After I fed the baby, I wanted to eat my entire apartment. I was SOOOO hungry. I ate my lunch (a lemon-chickpea salad with whole-wheat bowtie pasta and fresh arugula). It wasn't enough - or at least I thought so. My brain hadn't registered with my stomach yet, that I was full.
So, I began to engage in the "cupboard graze". You know, where you open the cupboard and survey all if its contents, and begin to open boxes and eat in a mindless way? That's what I did. I don't even know what I consumed, I was so hungry, and it's a bit of a blur.
Ordinarily, I would have deemed the rest of the day to be a failure, and sympathy eating would have continued well into the night.
But I remembered Kim's point #4 of the challenge - acknowledge the failure, and get back on track the same day. And that's exactly what I'm doing. In fact, I need to compensate for the extra calories I consumed, so I plan on going out for a run tonight. Sounds crazy, right? I just had an insane workout this morning! However, I need to start paying the price for my eating, otherwise I will never go anywhere. Simple math - calories burned must be greater than calorie intake. Easier said than done, but I am going to keep working at it.
This is the first time that I've felt positive after a mini-binge. And I'm actually looking forward to that run* tonight. Although, tomorrow morning I'm sure I'll be feeling mighty sore!
* I shouldn't use the phrase "going running" like I'm some sort of professional runner. Really, I'm not even running yet. I'm huffing and puffing while I waddle quickly. Eventually, it might turn into a speedy waddle. And then eventually, I might be jogging slowly. And one day, I'll run. It's back to week one of the C25K for me, so we'll see how it goes.