2/16 170.4
2/23 171.5
3/2 168.4
3/9 170.6
3/16 166.7
3/23 167.6
3/30 168.4
4/6 164.2
4/13 162.7
4/20 163.4
4/27 164.9
5/4 161.8
5/13 164.7
5/18 163.1
5/25 162.9
6/1 157.9
It's been easy to stay on track with food this week; there's been no temptation to overeat at all. That's how my body responds to stress. When I'm job searching, my stomach spends about 75% of its waking hours clenched up into a tiny knot- waiting for the phone to ring, getting dressed up for an interview, sitting in the parking lot waiting to go in to meet with someone- and it does not want food when it's in a knot like that. Combing the online job sites, which is what I do in my spare time when I'm not in an interview, isn't much fun either- I'm either underqualified (the job market is so tough right now that I know I'm unlikely to be considered for a position unless I've had direct experience in it, even if it's something I know I would excel at), or I'm overqualified and would have to take a big paycut (not to mention a blow to my self-esteem). It's hard not to feel hopeless while you're waiting for the perfect fit. And with Chris being out of work too, I may need to take something I'm overqualified/underpaid for while I keep on trying to find that perfect fit, and that's a dreary prospect, too.
I learned long ago that one of my triggers for overeating is relief. When a nasty situation resolves itself, or some personal conflict gets worked out, or I've gotten something over with that I didn't feel like doing... that's when I want to eat. Sometimes I'll be making dinner, and while I'm waiting for the food to cook I'll get started on a cleaning project, and I'll put my head down in it and I won't want to eat until I'm done... the cleaning often starts in the kitchen and then leads into the front room and down the hall suddenly I'm scrubbing a toilet while my food is getting cold. Cause once I've started, I just want it to be done and then I'll enjoy my food more. (Correct me if I'm wrong, Momma, but I have a feeling I get this from you.) Anyway, all this is to say that the feeling of "YAY! That's finally over with!" is strongly linked to the feeling of "Time to stuff my face!", so when Chris and I finally DO find our jobs, watch out.