How to Deal with Good & Bad Days

Do you have any friends or family members who have been dieting recently?

Ever hear about any of these?

"Free days"

"Cheat days"

"Bad days"

These are days where you go off your diet, where you eat whatever you want guilt free. A free for all of bindge eating or just that one horribly bad for you treat you cannot get enough of. I hate to say I used to think like that.

Nom. Nom. Nom. Bleeech..

I would have a specific day once a week, or sometimes a specific meal, where I would allow myself to eat whatever I wanted. The funny thing is I only really ate consistantly on diets, and mostly it was tiny portions of pathetic food, and when I was off them I would hardly eat a thing. A group of girls I used to hang out with would have something called FAT PARTIES. These are parties where we would watch movies and eat the worst foods ever. I used to bake the cookies, and heat the pizza bagels, but what I always binged on were fiery habenero doritoz and fruits. Those were my bad days, and the next day I felt so guilty about eating such non-nutritional rubbish, that I would do one of three things:

1. Eat nothing the whole day in the hopes that fasting would cleanse my system.

2. Drink so much water and eat nothing but stick veggies (carrots, celery, cucumber, etc.). 

or 

3. Just quit the diet for the next three days, eat when I had time, and not think or care about food, or weight loss, at all.

Well boys and girls, I had a bad day. But the definition of a bad day has changed. Four days ago I ate three meals, good and healthy meals with all the right portions, but I had a snack I knew I should have walked away from.Usually, I can substitute this magical item for something substantial and healthy, but no. Not then. I wish I could say it was do to stress eating, and I wish I could say it was due to emotional eating...but neither are true. It was due to the fact that they were in the house, and I was hungry, and really wanted to eat them while watching The Simpsons.

Do I hate myself?

Not really. 

Do I wish I had more control over what is in the pantry?

Hell fucking yes. 

But I do not live alone, and can only control myself. 

So, my advise? Try hard to stay on the course you set for yourself, but if you stray - or hydro-plate out of control - don't beat yourself up. The world will always have a reason to screw with your head, and eating a cookie instead of an apple