Okay. I know that I have posted my struggle about eating on Sundays. The thing I can't figure out is why I feel the need to overeat on the weekends all together? I take 3 steps forward and 2 steps back. (I know, I am still gaining a step but...). Friday night I ate a salad from Subway at 5pm then after I got off work at 7pm I was driving around. I was driving around and about 8pm or so I stopped and got a cheeseburger and fries. Now, did I need that? No!!! Was I hungry? No!!! I was feeling sorry for myself because I was spending, yet again, another Friday night alone. So I prayed and mentioned to God that I was so tired of spending Friday and Saturday nights alone. 5 minutes later my friend, Tiffany, called and invited me to her house to hang out with some people for awhile.
Then Saturday I got up and went to the Zumbathon at the gym. I attempted to do Zumba for 2 hours to raise money for Breast Cancer research. For breakfast I had a granola bar. Then I had some fruit after we were done. But then... I got lunch around 2pm at a mexican restaurant. Now, did I pick a low-fat fajita meal or something? No, I ordered the 4 enchilada meal. Now, I did leave off the sour-cream and only ate 4 chips with salsa but... So, thinking that would be the overeating of the day I went about my business. Well, my friend Gina and I went to see a movie (Made of Honor which was pretty good) and I promptly ate 1/2 of a bag of movie popcorn with butter. Okay, do you think I stopped there? No, after the movie, since I didn't consider popcorn to be dinner food, I stopped at Wendy's and ordered the Jr. Cheeseburger Deluxe with just onion and light ketchup, a $1.00 fry and a large diet coke. When I got home they had given me the bacon cheeseburger without the cheese and no onion. Of course I ate it all at 9:30pm.
So, my Saturday is done. Did I learn my lesson? No. Sunday arrives and I eat a bowl of Total with Cranberries in Skim Milk for breakfast. Not bad but for lunch Heidi, Penny and I go to Olive Garden. Now I did order the low-fat pasta pomadora thingy and only ate 1/2 of it but that is because I ate the breadstick and a small plate of salad smothered in their Italian Dressing and some parmesan cheese. Then, of course, my "on my way to church" dinner stop had to take place at 4:30pm. I stopped at White Castle and got a bag of fries (normally I get a small but I accidentally ordered the bag and did I only eat a few? No, I polished off the bag) and (2) cheeseburgers with no pickles and a large diet coke. Then I went to church and after that we went to Polly's and I had (2) pieces of pizza, a breadstick and tiny bite of a brownie.
Okay, so back to my original question. Why do I overeat on the weekends?
Please pray for this situation. I know that I have to give myself some slack or I will completely go off the wagon but I also need to be more careful. Yes, there are things in the above that I did make okay choices on and I did walk around my community twice yesterday so I probably walked off one of the breadsticks but it is just so frustrating.
Thanks for listening.
God Bless,
Karen
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