Hoo, boy is all I can say about the past couple of days. Yesterday I ended up eating so much I literally felt ill. I jumped head-first back into some really nasty binging ways, including the ol’ “hiding my consumption of food because I know it’s terrible and I don’t want the husband to see.” I’m looking at you, box of chocolates consumed in the car. I’m also looking at you, entire baguette which was stealthily replaced before anyone noticed it was gone.

…yeah.

So of course I woke up this morning with an awful headache, a direct result of all the sugar and white carbs I had managed to shove down my gullet yesterday (and probably also the culmination of what has been a 3-day gorge-fest). My period did show up this morning, which definitely explains part of my propensity towards bitchiness and my desire to consume everything in sight, but another large part of it is inexcusable. I should know better than this, damnit!

So anyway, this morning I popped some Advil, sucked up the headache and general feeling of malaise, and got on the elliptical. I worked harder than I have to date, really pushed myself and kept my exertion level high. I came back home and had a bowl of oatmeal made with water and soymilk, with some cinnamon and a banana in it. And so my day begun.

It’s funny, all of you (wonderful people) who, a couple of days ago, were telling me that I’d regret it if I let myself jump off the wagon and eat and eat and eat were 100% correct. I didn’t need to do that to my body, and I am certainly paying for it now. I am thankful, I suppose, that my body has such a low tolerance for crap now than it used to, so it takes me very little time to realize I need to revert back to eating sensibly, lest I want to live under the cloud of irritability, lethargy, and headacheyness.

Today I commit to being back to it. I am not going to let myself find any excuses today.