Why is it that for years and years I sat on my fat a$$ and stuffed food in my mouth but now that I'm on a plan I have such horrific anxiety to give myself a break.
I started this journey about a year ago, but didn't get super-serious until September-ish. Since that time I have had 2 "cheats" - which involved 1 piece of pie on Thanksgiving and 2 chocolate chip cookies Xmas day. I sometimes eat a little more then I should - by that I mean a little extra brown rice with dinner. I never, and I mean never, have snacks during the day, and about once every 3 weeks I'll have an orange at night after dinner. I also have worked out every day since January 1st - minus 2 days in January and one of those days I spent painting a large room, 3 coats.
If this sounds like it's bragging, it's NOT. Because I can't NOT behave this way without feeling intensely anxious. I pulled a muscle in my calf this week and still forced myself to run 2 miles on the treadmill, because the thought of not exercising was too scary.
Fast forward to today. Twice a year a work we have a big celebration for my clients. Today was one. We have pizza and cake. I ate no pizza and no cake and instead had my healthy choice soup with a banana. But after the celebration there was a ton of pizza left - so I decided to bring some home. So here I sit, as the pizza is warming up, terrified that if I eat 2 pieces I will gain back half the weight I lost. To make matters worse, I had do something after work that precluded me from exercising.
I seriously think something is wrong with me. Why am I such an all or nothing person??!!


