Today a disappointing, stressful, and frustrating thing happened. The details of it aren’t important, but I noticed I did not stress eat or drink. I noticed the urge wasn’t that strong, even though I was on the verge of tears at my desk, trying to sort it out.
I don’t exactly know what to chalk it up to. Maybe it was that I so recently decided to stick to a meal plan, and to forego alcohol all together. Not even a little bit. Maybe it’s that I’ve been exercising and so my system wasn’t triggered as quickly (although over time it certainly was).
I hope I don’t have to resist the urge for an extended period of time. I’m more motivated to work out in the morning, for sure.