There was a time I’d punish myself after a weekend eating disaster like yesterday.
I’d (try to) starve myself the next day, skipping breakfast and sometimes lunch. Then, when I’d get too hungry, I’d binge, again, and feel totally out. of. control. Depressed.
This cycle went on for years.
I remember one of my old Weight Watchers meetings while I was losing. The night before, I had gone out and ate a little more than I would have liked. The leader asked if we had any non-scale victories (NSV) to celebrate.
I raised my hand and said, “I ate breakfast today!”
She had no idea what I was talking about but, for me, it was a HUGE step in stopping the cycle.
Now after a night (or day or weekend in this case) of overeating, I make a point to eat a healthy breakfast the next day. I forgive myself, nourish my body, and MOVE ON
It sounds so simple and so basic but my brain is STILL wired to skip meals the next day which always has, and always will, sabotage me.
This morning when my stomach growled the thought crossed my mind, again.
I ignored the voice, of course, and enjoyed a grapefruit and hard boiled egg.
It was a perfect breakfast and such a better choice than punishing myself by starving for eating too much.
I also decided I would do something nice for ME instead of wallowing in self-pity.
My fun pedicure put a smile on my face all day.
Be kind, forgive yourself, and remember… give yourself what you wish someone else would give you. :)