Oh, the ever so uncomfortable food coma. We’ve all been there, right?
An all-you-can-eat Easter brunch buffet and an overflowing Easter basket will do that to ya. However, a relaxing Easter was had by all, so that is all that matters.
Slowly, but surely, I am learning not to sweat the small stuff. So, I had a bad day, and I ate a lot. Life goes on.
Okay, I’m lying. I wish this was true. Food still consumes me. There are days when I wish I could just be “fat Katie” again. Though I was majorly overweight, I wasn’t constantly thinking about how I shouldn’t be eating what I am eating and worrying about whether or not I worked out that day.
Shoot, I’m lying again. I don’t want to be “fat Katie.” I was insecure, and did a lot of things that I’m not so proud of to compensate for my lack of confidence. Still, I’m afraid that I will forever be a slave to my unhealthy relationship with food.
For now, I will have a plan. One day at time. Tomorrow, I will get rid of my Easter candy, so I can’t binge on it. And I will work out.
To better days ahead.