Today I had to serve yet another day of Grand Jury duty. Typically we're done by noon so I wasn't concerned about lunch because I was planning to come home and eat. However. The case load was epically large today and we were held over until after lunch. Which meant that the county provided lunch for us at a nearby restaurant.
It's a great place to eat but it's an Italian place which means lots of carbs.

We were presented with a limited menu and I made what I thought was the best choice for me at the time: a turkey club sandwich - I didn't know it came with fries.
I ate half of the sandwich, probably 1/4 of the french fries and I drank water with lemon. I know that it's not nearly as bad as it could have been but I can't stop beating myself up over it. I shouldn't have eaten the fries at all. I shouldn't have eaten the bread on the sandwich...I should have just ordered the club with everything left off except the turkey so I could have just eaten the turkey.
I don't know why I'm freaking out so badly over this but I am. Logically I know that it wasn't like a massive binge but I can't stop all the negative self talk. I keep thinking that I've ruined all my hard work and that I'm disgusting because I couldn't make an appropriate decision for lunch.
Ack! Does this ever get easier? When will I ever have a healthy relationship with food.