Friday, August 16, 2013

Why yes, I am afraid of success!

Go big or go home.

I fell off the wagon pretty hard yesterday. After having an unsatisfactory Greek salad for lunch, I moseyed to an Italian bakery and got a caramel walnut bar and two small chocolate chip cookies. Then I got three more regular-sized chocolate chip cookies from our office deli an hour later, and then we went to happy hour at Mussel Bar, which has amazing crusty bread that they kept bringing, and we all got fries with various mayo-based dipping sauces.

I'm proud to say I did make it to yoga afterward, and even though I got crazy heartburn I think it was good for me. I definitely felt better after, and I did do some delicious wheels.

So why the massive need to cram sugar and carbs in my face? I think it's because I accomplished things this week. I did some good work at work. I got down to a weight I haven't been at in a while. I set up a new karma yoga class for a friend's office in DC. And... I had lunch with a former coworker, who's really cute, and we both admitted that we wanted to hang out when we worked together but figured it wasn't a great idea, but now we don't work together so.... we're hanging out now.

So obviously all of that is freaky and weird so I needed to numb out from feeling good. Weird, right? I guess feeling excited and optimistic is as frightening as feeling sad/angry/whatever.

I'm back on the wagon today, and reminding myself that this is for life, so a few cookies are ok. Here's to a fantastic weekend!

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