Last night was a very bad night for me.
I emotionally overate on cooked foods like there was no tomorrow.
I know I would've eaten a lot more, but I started getting pain around my stomach. I put down the fork, stepped away from the kitchen and finally went to bed around 1 a.m.
I was so very proud of myself because I had managed 100% HCRV for two weeks, but then last night happened.
The worst part is that the only thing in our house right now are a handful of unripe peaches.
Hopefully, that will change soon!
I ended up gaining 8 pounds! and low self-esteem rears it's ugly head again.
But, as my mother always says: It is a new day and I can choose to make it better than the last.