After consuming more sugar in 20 minutes last night than I’ve had in the last 9 weeks is seems only fair that there would be Consequences.
I had a fitful night and when I woke I had a dull headache and a sense that a squirrel had taken a shit in my mouth and left its tail behind.
Despite my promise to my family that I would not write about our lives there are, inevitably, things that go on in the background that impact upon me and the way that I eat. I have learnt that stress is a major trigger for me in relation to mindless eating.
My mother in law passed away a week last Sunday. The last few months, and in particular the last 4 weeks, have been horrendous and today we went to my in-laws’ house (2 hours away) to discuss the funeral. It was a tough day all round.
I was reasonably organised on the food front but spent the day feeling like I’d been up late drinking – I was tired, irritable and exhausted. There was an inescapable link between my bad mood and yesterday’s sugar binge.
Today was a ‘rest’ day although I think I probably would have felt better if I had exercised. With hindsight I wish that I’d got up earlier and gone for a walk before we left.
I’m now at the stage where my morning walk, even if it is only 20 minutes, clears my head and allows me to prepare for the day. I’ve also noticed that when I don’t go, I really miss it.