What I do next

Watching Supersize vs. superskinny on tv.  The "supersizer" is 18 stone, only one stone heavier than me and she looks disgusting. It's such a delicate balance between scaring myself with shows like this and between getting so depressed I really do just want to eat myself to an early grave.

It's been a hard day today, I was tempted by the Easter eggs at lunchtime in the supermarket, luckily i was with someone so i didn't indulge but it was the start of an afternoon struggling with fantasising about buying 19 creme eggs and scoffing the lot...

I'd managed to keep on the straight and narrow until i got home.  Everything just got on top of me, I thought my hubby was making dinner and he went out to football instead, I had ironing to do and I just felt really overwhelmed by everything and I just wanted to curl up on the sofa and eat.  I had two tracker bars and some sweets before i managed to pull it back together and finish the ironing.  And just baked beans for dinner to try and make up for it.

Feeling crap because I lost control but i need to move on and realise that i can't change what i did but I can change what i do next and i'm going to make myself a cuppa and chill out with my hubby for the rest of the evening.