Stress and Steak.

Weight: 294.1
Mood: Blahness.

Today was better than yesterday. I'm doing pretty well as far as disciplining myself to eat what's good for me. Packing my own lunch is a huge help. I think I might be getting the hang of this after all.

I realized today that stress, among other things, has contributed to my overeating in the past. Today was a stressful day at work for me, and it was everything I could do to say no to the huge basket of leftover Easter candy at my parent's house on my lunch break. When I get all worked up, in the past I've turned to food to calm me down. Not that it says alot, because I've turned to food for many reasons in my life. When I celebrated I'd celebrate with a pizza. When I was bored I'd open the fridge. When I was sad I'd turn to food to pick me back up. If I was going to stay up late I'd go get fast food and soda to make an event of it. Pretty much every aspect of my existence was attached to food.

I still love food. I think I should still have an attachment to it as well. I mean, I can't pound it down like I used too, but I think that I should still look forward to my meals, and enjoy the ones I do eat. That's why I decided that when I reach 280, signifying 25 pounds lost, I told my wife I wanted to go out for a nice steak, baked potato, and side salad. I think it's worth celebrating, provided I don't go crazy. Plus it gives me a short term incentive. It will be like the carrot hanging just out of arm's reach, pressing me onward.

Anyway, that's all for today.