Something that is true for me is that I never get full when life gets crazy and hectic. Whether the stress is good or bad the scale always knows. When I know this is going on I have to take some time to access myself. It makes no sense to commit to anything when you know it is doomed to failure. I have been waiting to commit to good eating again until I know I can make it. A lot of days I am not necessarily eating more calories than I should but I feel rushed and out of control about food - plain yuck. This kind of eating still adds pounds because stress (good or bad) shoots chemicals that store energy. Couple this with never feeling full and you see where I am. I have been running around while we are under construction coupled with end of the year crazies and you have me, in this state of mind. I am not sure I have had quite this kind of hurdle since losing the weight but here I am. I am almost anxious to get back on track but know that it will take another week or two. For now I am going to focus on getting my water in each day. (remember...add not subtract)
