My Big Old Rut

This week has been a particularly hard one as far as eating is concerned. And it's not like I had any major stressors hanging over my head. Not any that I'm aware of anyway.

In fact, it was quite the opposite. We had some fun stuff to do this week which always perks me up (staying home all day everyday with the kids can be tough at times). We got some wonderful news from my SIL (I'm going to be an aunt!). It was a pretty pressure free, happy week.

My weekend was just as great. I spent it getting some much needed time to socialize. With that socialization though came three days of binge worthy food. LOTS of binge worthy food. And boy did I dive in. I was so stuffed and physically uncomfortable by Sunday night that I was actually turned off to the thought of food (quite a rare thing for me!).

Then this morning came. My intention was to start fresh. I was hungry. I didn't crave the healthy organic oatmeal and blueberries that I had made for the kids and was supposed to eat myself. I wanted a hotdog and some cake...you'd think I'd be sick of that stuff already. I'm sick of craving this stuff. I wish there was a switch I could flick and shut of my desire for certain foods.

Do you ever get to a point where you stop craving the bad stuff? I mean after you've managed to get yourself at a place where eating is under control and the weight comes off? Do you still have to battle every day weather or not to eat that hot dog? Right now I feel so weak.