Confession Time

Well, I'm back up to at least 162. I didn't weigh myself this morning. What happened? The Japan quake, nuclear fallout, had to pay my mother's mortgage, flew back east to see family. In short, a tremendous amount of stress. During the first part of my trip I didn't count calories but ate very sensibly. By the time I got to the airport on the way home I was ordering a grilled cheese sandwich with onion rings. Since I've been back I've had pasta and eggs and potatoes and cheese and chocolate in unreasonable amounts. Not to mention salt. I've been exhausted and emotionally depleted and just eaten (and slept) my way through. I feel bloated. My face looks bloated and I've definitely gained weight in my face. Even my digestion is off again. I dreamt last night that people were congratulating me for something. It was a great feeling. I also had a poor digestion dream, which was not a good feeling. I need some inspiration to get back onto my program. I'll scour the web today for more inspiration.