The sharing of words from my “new to me” thrift store book purchase continues…
Today, I am dealing with the aftereffects of kummerspeck (noun, German, excessive weight gained through eating as a means of relieving stress or strong emotion).
Today, I finally feel like I have beaten back the flu, the allergies, and the virus that mimics allergies…all basically resulting in congestion, coughing, and exhaustion. I feel almost back to normal and can take a full breath without gasping for air. Air is good. Air in the lungs is even better.
Now, I can start back with my resolve to eat healthier and walk at least 10,000 steps daily.
Over a year ago, after my surgery, I went from weighing in the 230 range to 180 pounds. Since then I have slowly gained back a lot of the weight.
First, a skipped day of walking and then a junior hamburger.
Then some hot weather so a couple more skipped walks.
Then a half-price milkshake from Sonic. (Note to self: half-price does not mean half-calories)
Then a bad day (or two).
It all adds up to weighing 200 pounds again.
I am definitely a stress eater. Almost any food is comfort food for me.
Thus, the word of the day: kummerspeck.
I have too many health risks to live like this.
I have too many things that I want to accomplish to risk my life like this.
Food is fuel, not a reward.
The reward is feeling better.
It matters what I eat.