...of Frustration City, that is. This week posted a gain of 1.6 pounds. I know my problem: I'm an emotional eater. I have been under a lot of stress lately due to some personal issues, and when I get home at the end of the day, I want comfort food. "Bad day at work, I need McD's Chicken Nuggets." "I'm sad, let's have wine and pasta." "Stressed out, don't feel like cooking - let's go for Mexican!"
No, it won't. I don't need those, I want them. And do I really think I'm going to find solace at the bottom of a basket of chips and queso? Um, negative.
So why do I do it? Why are my emotions inextricably linked with food? Does fun food = feeling better?
Wow, that sounds so Biggest Loser when Jillian helps the people work through their deep-seated issues. Maybe that's it - I need a Jillian Michaels in my life! :-)
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