There are months where I handle PMS fine, and then there are months I don’t. Thankfully I’m not too much of a yeller, but more of a “Can I get some chocolate and Pepsi for lunch, please, and for dinner?” kind of girl. That’s when I know something is up.
When my healthier eating goes out the window and I can’t get enough chocolate, or sweets in general, it’s usually a clue that something is about to begin. And it’s not a great movie or show.
My emotions also get pretty wacked out as well, which usually manifests itself in tears and feelings of inadequacy or failure….especially after I am stuffed from sweets and know that I’ve blown it with regards to my weight loss. *sigh*
Why am I sharing this?
Well, guess what my last couple of days have been like?
Yep. I know something is on it’s way, because it’s like I could not get enough sweet stuff in my mouth the last day and a half. So ridiculous. Honestly, I didn’t really feel bad because I knew I was craving it like crazy; well, I didn’t feel bad until I was full and knew I’d had too much.
You see, I’m an “all-things-in-moderation” type of girl. I balk horribly at the thought of giving up any one thing permanently in order to be healthy. I’d rather learn to suffice with having a bite or small piece of something sweet than cut it out of my diet completely.
And in the last four years I’ve been on this journey I’ve done really well with that. In fact, I’m even pretty okay with having a gain the week of my cycle, because I know it’s not there to stay. However, when I am eating to the point of very full, still having dessert and know my body is asking me to please not have any more…well, that’s frustrating. In fact, I quite honestly think it’s wrong, and when we do wrong things we should feel some sort of regret.
I do regret letting my sweet cravings get out of hand the last two days. But with every regret is an opportunity to turn things around.
So, this morning I took time in my morning prayers to lay this issue before God. I know giving in to PMS cravings is not bad, but I admitted that I gave in a little too much and decided that though those cravings may not be totally gone for this month I will reign them in. I will get back up, dust myself off and keep pressing forward.
Because, thankfully…PMS DOES exist and that out-of-control-junk-eating lady is not who I really am anymore — she is gone forever. Yes, she tries to pop her head up once in a while, but today I reminded her I am not that lady anymore.
Then I got up and dressed for a cycle circuit training class at the gym. It was a hard, sweaty workout. As I pushed through some tougher moments I’m happy to say I was reminded I can be victorious…even during “that time of the month”.