It’s Bingetastic!

I weighed 152 pounds Saturday morning.

That lasted all of 45 seconds.

I went berserk this weekend y’all. I mean it was Bingetastic in every sense of the word. It was really weird actually. I felt like I was PMSing except that I’m not. Not anywhere near it, so I don’t know what was going on. My mood turned dark on a dime and I had a total attitude all weekend long that was fueled by Funfetti cake and Kraft caramels. I didn’t want to do anything or go anywhere. I snapped at my kids and poor Shawn stayed outside most of the time to get away from me. I was a whole lotta fun to be around! I didn’t even shower yesterday until 9pm (you’re welcome). I almost felt like something just wasn’t quite right, but I didn’t know what. Is it too early for Alzheimer’s to be settling in?

I finally gave myself a mental “SNAP OUT OF IT!” about 6 pm last night and I hauled my arse off the couch and clean the living daylights out of both bathrooms and then I did a hard 30 minutes on the elliptical and I even did some strength training (hence the late shower). I gingerly stepped on the scale this morning and was not surprised: 156.5. That’s 4.5 pounds in 48 hours. Yeah, that’s gotta be a record or something. I know from past experience that a few days of eating like a human and not a rhino, plus drinking lots of water and working out will help erase those 4.5 pounds, but dang! That was a crazy 48 hours even for me.

So, I’m guzzling my water and nibbling on carrot sticks and trying to just stay focused on work. I’ve got beans in the crock pot at home, so dinner is already cooked, which leaves me plenty of time to work out this evening. I’d really like to figure out what went wrong though – when I’m like that there is usually a reason. I’ll have to think on it some more and figure out where/when the snafu happened.

7 thoughts on “It’s Bingetastic!

  1. All I can say is that I’ve been there, done that! At least you did tell yourself to snap out of it.
    I wish I could tell you why that happens, but I’m at a loss for myself. I did notice, however, that these things tend to happen right before I OVULATE, as much as they happen when I’m PMS’ing…

  2. I agree with Jenn…I have tons more ovulating issues than the PMSers…but MAN when it hits it HITS!

    no worries…deep breaths….and good for you for getting active…usually helps!


  3. Oh, yeah, ovulation can be just as fun, fun, fun as TOM and PMS! That being said, Pamprin (in the blue box, not the purple, and NOT Midol) does me a world of good for all of my PMS mania, including my cravings. Not gone, but not rhino, either. And the longer I continue to enjoy a reduced sugar/carb diet (I have some, just more veg and protien than carb), the less intense my cravings are. Hang in there!

  4. I think Laura N. does a spreadsheet of her weight/exercise and Mood – . . .

    Mood and food go hand and hand (unfortunately for me giddy begats fat ass has does sad/grouchy/grumpy/bitchy . . .

  5. Hmmm…seems to me this is not the first time you’ve had a problem with funfetti cake! That stuff is lethal. Did it have the good lard icing on it? (So I can enjoy it vicariously!)

    My brother swears by the whole biorhythm thing, and says stuff like ‘you’re crossing’ when I can’t explain a mood swing. It makes as much sense as anything else.

  6. Oh, I know that feeling. I struggled with the binge monster yesterday and then ended up actually resisting chocolate oreo cake at work. Now if I could figure out how to keep doing that. Hope you are able to figure out where the snafu started and avoid going there again. Good Luck!

  7. ahhh IVE BEEN THERE.

    (although Im also turned off by the funfetti! I think Im the only person. Im a double stuff oreo gal.)

    KUDOS for snapping yourself out of that place.

    how are you this morning??

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