Bad times are hard without food!
Had a horrible day yesterday.
I took my elderly guinea pig to the vet and she didn't come home:cry:. Not the worst thing that can happen in life, but certainly depressing!
When I got home I immediately thought "I need chocolate and wine!". I was so close to going to the shop to buy said junk.
But then the realisation hit me. WHY do I need these things? What am I thinking? Do I really want to spend the next 48hours battling to get back into ketosis? And isn't this reliance on food what has got me so fat and miserable in the first place?!
So I downed a load of water and took myself off to bed.
I've woken up this morning feeling so relieved that I didn't break my diet. Being a bit sad is bad enough, without being angry with myself at the same time.
Emotional eating has to stop! Feeling positive and proud :)