The being said, I caved into my stomach grumbling and binged after midnight, and packed on an extra ~400 calories to my already 1500 calorie count today. The part that makes me mad is that had I thought before sticking shit into my mouth, I could have munched smarter for an additional under 100 calories but by the time I thought of that alternative (yogurt and a bit of raisin bran on top), I'd already stuffed a toasted whole wheat with peanut butter slice of bread into my mouth.
Why is it every time someone acknowledges my body positively, I go and self-sabotage the exact same thing being complimented?
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