Yesterday, for the first time in a while, I keep feeling the urge to snack. So here I was instead, writing in my blog to keep myself from succumbing:)
I asked myself what was different yesterday? My routine was the same as most days and my breakfast was full of protein, as per usual. My first clue that my mind was too focused on food was at the grocery store, after my workout. I got my son plain bagels and lamented the day when I would have picked up a blueberry one for myself to nosh on the way home. (No bagels allowed on my current plan and rightly so… last time I ate one, I followed it with two more that same day.)
I filled my cart with healthy food including pecan-encrusted trout, asparagus and broccoli, then headed to the front to check out. I found myself in the cookie/cracker aisle on the way to the register. My eye was caught by the boxes. I thought of Sunny’s daily Wheat Thins with longing. (But again, I am not there yet.) I saw a new 100-calorie pack snack. Why was I even looking!? I wasn’t really craving anything; maybe I was mourning the loss of crackers from my current life. But in the past when I had been on South Beach I would have walked down that same aisle, picked things for my boys, and still had blinders on.
I came home and had tea and cheese to tide me over until my cauliflower/broccoli/cheese soup for lunch. I was sated. So why did I want something else to eat a short time later? It wasn’t a craving, per say. No urges for anything specific, not sweets or junk or breads. It was more a desire to put something in my mouth. Even something healthy. I just plain wanted to eat. But I wasn’t hungry.
So what was going on? Could it be that the funk and stress of the past few days was still with me and simmering below the surface, calling out for me to put something in my mouth to quiet my emotions? Was it hormonal? Could it be a subconscious frustration in response to the scale not moving in days despite my clean eating. Was I just orally fixating and needing to gnaw? Heavy sigh.
So I chose to stay off the main floor of my house where all the food is. I plugged away at the computer keyboard (in the basement) before dinner and in the evening I dragged DH shopping instead of sitting in front of the TV. I thought about hopping on my elliptical for a while but was not motivated enough to exercise twice in one day. But thanks to you I did NOT give in and eat more than I should. Because, as I had hoped, I feel a whole new level of accountability now. But I sure did drink an awful lot of tea and chew a lot of gum!
What do you do to stave off the snack attack demon?