Naughty Nibbles!

This blog isn’t just about all the “highs” I experience, it is also to discuss the “lows” and how I handle them.

Last night I had a super low.  That low’s name was Little Debbie.  Perhaps you know her?

Yesterday afternoon, after my superlative morning and run, I hit a speed bump.  My children left to go to their father’s for a little over a week.  These long visits are always especially hard on the children.  There have been lots of frayed nerves, tears and high emotions.  I had to physically pull my son out from underneath his bed so we could go meet his father at the appropriate time.  Can we say stress with a capital STRESS?  My nerves and emotions were on high alert.

I made a good food choice for lunch and even supper but it was afterward that the Little Debbie hit the fan.  Normally, her presence in the house doesn’t faze me.  She is tucked away in the TARDIS cookie jar, the one that make the cool TARDIS sound when you open and close it.  However, Debbie was really calling to my emotional overload and I succumbed.  I knew I wasn’t doing myself any favors as I chomped down on those oatmeal pies but at the same time couldn’t stop myself.  Remember, I medicate myself with food.  At least I always used to, I’m trying to learn to do other things now.  After a few minutes of gorging I was able to pull myself back from the brink of the abyss and regroup.  I felt sick to my stomach and really disgusted with myself. 

So, as Scarlett O’Hara so famously said, “Tomorrow is another day!” Today is that new day.  I’m going to begin fresh as I have so many times before.  I am going to attempt not to beat myself up over last night’s slip because that is all it was, a slip.  I was able to stop.  I didn’t keep travelling down that road.

Shaking the crumbs off and going forward. I’m not going to sit here all sunshine and lollipops and act like it is all perfect, because it isn’t.  My emotional overload is still there, but I acknowledge it is there.  I will not let it take me by surprise.  One day at a time, one bite at a time.

One thing I forgot to mention yesterday is that P gave me a new pair of running socks to try out.  I am a devoted fan of Balega's Hidden Comforts but I’m going to give these Swiftwicks an honest try. 

I just learned this past week that Swiftwick is a Tennessee company!  Their home office is in Brentwood (just up the road from here) and the hosiery is in Cleveland.  I am sure I either have family or friends that work at the hosiery mill.  I would love to give my money to a Tennessee company and goodness knows I spend a boat load on my running gear, including the socks!  I also learned that Swiftwick donated a lot of socks, etc. to the Japanese earthquake and tsunami relief efforts.

I’ll report in on my test run of the socks soon!

Have a wonderful July 4^th, dear friends and followers.  Stay safe!