I am a stress eater.
This is one fact about me which I have openly admitted. Yes, it has been unhealthy since the desire to exercise is totally put in oblivion which means to say, whatever weight I lost these past three weeks was being recovered.
This week put me again in a high level of stress as I accomplished a lot of paperwork and documents due for submission. Faced with this, I knew I had to seek comfort from eating and forget all about achieving my targeted weight.
Wednesday, after dropping by San Beda, I returned to the Korean resto where I also had my dinner a day before. I ordered the same set of food. The appetizers were almost the same except for one.
I took my time in taking my lunch as I tried diverting my mind from the unfinished piles of work. Once in a while, I would be reminded about it but I learned how to digest, to take a deep breath, and to have amnesia simultaneously. Hahahaha… I finished everything on my plate. I felt heavy! Going home, I waved off my guilty feeling as it bogged me for cheating on my so-called strict diet. I was tempted to atone for it, but I knew I would trespass against me again.
It did not take long. The next day, my taste buds were again looking for a particular taste which I knew would cheer me. Dropping by Southmall and entering the Food Street area, I allowed my feet to bring me to the diner which I was sure would address my longing.
Racks it is! Just like my unchanged preference in the Korean restaurant, I need not refer to the menu because I knew what I would order.
Now, take a look at the WJ and tell me, if stress eating is doing me real good. Hahahahaha…
Honestly? My power lunch for two consecutive days served their purpose. I was armed with the energy which I badly needed as I immersed myself in my work due for today. Being able to sleep for an hour was already bliss for me. I pushed myself and applied the ever willing locus of control.
This morning, I greeted the world with my widest smile. Prepared for one of the major tasks in my graduate studies, I brought with me the confidence which made me nail my oral presentation.
Then afterwards… another comfort food as I exclusively celebrate my simple but meaningful accomplishment.