Bingey Me
I'm never hungry but I always feel like I'm starving. The amount of food I am able to consume in just one day is frankly startling; biscuits scoffed down by the packets, bread eaten by the loaves and ice cream eaten straight out of the carton.
Today I had a delicious piece of peanut butter and jam toast with iced coffee for breakfast. For any normal person, that would have been enough. For Chubby Wubby, that was just a poor man's amuse bouche. Next came the soup course, chokeful of clams, vegetables, sweet potato and fish maw. This gut filling course was followed by a substantial tub of Ben & Jerry's Oatmeal Ice cream which was, overly sweet and cloying. All of this, when I wasn't even hungry.
Sometimes I feel so frustrated. What's wrong with me? Why do I have such bad self-control? Somedays are good; I eat when Im hungry and I eat normally. Other days I feel like the bus in Speed. Everyday I pop diet pills like candy, hoping to compensate for my lack of self-control. Such a vicious cycle. Moments in which I catch sight of my slowly widening face in the mirror plunges me into melancholia which lead invariably into a self-consolatory food binge. A vicious cycle with no discernable end.
Every morning begins with the promise of a new day. A new beginning in which I will embrace exercise and even learn to relish the idea of running, sweating and sticks of celery. Unfortunately, my good intentions are always sidetracked by delicious bits of temptation.
But I know i can do this
Today I had a delicious piece of peanut butter and jam toast with iced coffee for breakfast. For any normal person, that would have been enough. For Chubby Wubby, that was just a poor man's amuse bouche. Next came the soup course, chokeful of clams, vegetables, sweet potato and fish maw. This gut filling course was followed by a substantial tub of Ben & Jerry's Oatmeal Ice cream which was, overly sweet and cloying. All of this, when I wasn't even hungry.
Sometimes I feel so frustrated. What's wrong with me? Why do I have such bad self-control? Somedays are good; I eat when Im hungry and I eat normally. Other days I feel like the bus in Speed. Everyday I pop diet pills like candy, hoping to compensate for my lack of self-control. Such a vicious cycle. Moments in which I catch sight of my slowly widening face in the mirror plunges me into melancholia which lead invariably into a self-consolatory food binge. A vicious cycle with no discernable end.
Every morning begins with the promise of a new day. A new beginning in which I will embrace exercise and even learn to relish the idea of running, sweating and sticks of celery. Unfortunately, my good intentions are always sidetracked by delicious bits of temptation.
But I know i can do this
posted by MooMooCow at 3:26 AM
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