It’s been one heck of a week here. First week of school is always rough, and it’s a busy time at my job too. I’m also working on a research study that really should have been done (or at least farther along) weeks ago — but I’m such a procrastinator. I’m paying for that now. And my comprehensive exams are in 3 weeks: I should probably be more worried about them than I am.
The first thing to go when my week gets busy? Exercise. We didn’t keep up the morning swimming after we returned from Jamaica because we were just too wiped to get up that early. We had good intentions of replacing it with bike rides, but Mr. N doesn’t want to do that during the week either (again, because we’d have to get up early – no time and too much traffic later in the day). So our 5 days of swimming has morphed into one short weekend bike-ride. Oops.
And next thing to go? Food. On Sunday we ate that very yummy chicken, but the green beans I bought to go with it were moldy and had to be thrown out. I cannot seem to keep fresh veggies or fruit in the house – I just do not have time to visit the store more than once a week (if that). So we just ate the chicken with rice, and then went to Culvers for ice cream. (We have time to go out for ice cream, but not time to go to the produce section at the grocery store. Go figure.) :-)
Last night, upon noticing that I felt a little more…. jiggly… than usual, I realized that I haven’t had a real dinner at home (or sensible-leftovers-lunch) since then.
Monday I had class after work, so we grabbed some quick burgers at Buffalo Wild Wings. (Did you know it’s 2-for-1 burgers on Monday? We were pleasantly surprised!)
Tuesday I forgot to bring a lunch, so I scurried over to Pita Pit for a Philly-Cheesesteak-And-Jalapeno pita. Then Mr. N met a coworker for supper while I went home to scrounge. I should have had salad or healthy grilled chicken quesadilla or something (that was my “compromise/promise” to my weight-concerned self when I got the Pita). But instead I had Nacho Cheese Doritos dipped in nacho cheese. (I swear, I’m one of the few women who eats WORSE when her husband is away.)
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Wednesday we met up with a couple to shoot some e-pics (I’ll write about that in a few weeks), so we went to dinner with them. I got a big plate of creamy cajun pasta. It was excellent. I ate every last bit of it (instead of being smart enough to take a to-go box for a future lunch-sized meal).
Then on Thursday, I had another class after work. I ended up scarfing Taco Johns for lunch and going home after class only to eat — you guessed it — the other half of that bag of Nacho Cheese Doritos.
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Tonight? It’s Friday night. We’ll probably do Pizza or Chinese food, as is our unspoken tradition. We already had Quiznos for lunch.
Tell me: Are you one of the lucky people who loses weight when busy and/or under stress, or does your diet go to hell instead? Make me feel better: what’s the worst thing [healthwise] you ate this week?
Late-20s yuppie, professional techie, terminal student. I probably live farther north than you do. (
Oh man. Stress makes me gain weight. I use it an excuse to eat whatever I want: “I’m SO wrecked from work today. I want ice cream for dinner and I should have it because of my awful, awful day.”
Last night I had four (FOUR!!) giant slices of greasy pizza. Ew.
Honestly, this should make you feel better…
I went to the NY State Fair yesterday and consumed: french fries, fried dough, a candied apple, chocolate milk, two and a half beers, and half an order of fried macaroni and cheese. Yikes. I am definitely wearing sweat pants or elastic-waisted shorts for the next few days.
Oh wow, yeah, I’m the same way. You know the candy hot tamales? I will go through an entire bag (like 200 candies) in one night if I don’t stop myself. (and it’s impossible to stop myself… :( ) and exercise is the first to go for me too
I WISH I’m one of those who loses weight when stressed out! And the worst thing I ate this week? Last night I had a philly cheesesteak, mozzarella sticks and curly fries. Usually I try to eat better but I had a craving for greasy food and I went for it. What made it even worse was that this morning, I got lectured by my OB for having gained too much weight since my last appt and she asked what I ate last night…so when I told her she just looked at me like, “Well of COURSE you’re gaining weight.”
If only I were one of those people who loses weight when stressed! I definitely use it as an excuse to grab fast food/eat those chips from the pantry/reward myself with ice cream. You are not alone!
Dude, now I really want to dip doritos in nacho cheese. Seriously. I’m such a stressful eater as well. It’s not pretty. I’ll eat anything not nailed down. Now where are my doritos….
I also eat worse when my BF is away bc I don’t feel guilty when I am alone and I like to feed him healthy food – odd that I don’t want to feed myself healthy. Actually I go in kicks. This week felt like a week to binge a bit. I didn’t worry. I had pasta, pizza, made cookies. OMG I ate a bunch of cookies, but I rarely do this, so I don’t get down on myself too much. And neither should you!! :)
Hmmm. It depends on the stressor. If it’s something immediately and I’m panicked, I won’t eat. But if it’s a feeling of being overwhelmed, but not panicked, I could go to town on chips or any fried potato product. Those tots are making me ravenous.
Best of luck with all your projects/deadlines/exams–you can do it (all)!
Cooking relaxes me, so after a bad day I like going to town chopping the #&^@ out of veggies with my santoku! That and money is usually an add-on stressor and well… cooking at home and picking veggies over packaged meals – and large hunks of meat – is cheaper (plus, helloooo leftovers!)
Our problem is on weekends when we are relaxed with free time to kill. Then we tend to make phone calls to others and head out… I swear we go up 2 or 3 lbs come Monday morning and then go back to pre-weekend levels after a few days – just in time to rinse and repeat.
In my last semester of university, my diet consisted of a chocolate muffin for breakfast (if I was hungry, so two to three times per week), Diet Coke and Coke for the much needed caffiene fix (I don’t drink coffee) and a large box of poutine for dinner. Oddly enough, I was still at my lowest weight ever. Probably because I was walking 5 kilometres a day to try minimise the stress and encourage myself to have a better diet. ;)