If any of you have seen this movie, the chick flick of all chick flicks, you know what I'm talking about. Jude Law, Cameron Diaz, Kate Winslet and Jack Black team up and work together across the Atlantic Ocean over Christmas so that these connected friends can find love. Totally legit and totally realistic.
You can totally expect I teared up a bit, too,
My favorite scene, by far, is when Cameron and Jude first meet... things get steamy pretty quickly;)
How could you turn down that face and those glasses the morning after? I mean, honestly, no one looks that good... Well, maybe some guys can compete;) Maybe a move to England is in my near future?
After a sweaty weights session and Body Combat, girl's night was definetly called for. The combination of a girl's night in, The Holiday and guy drama calls for one thing, right? Sometimes you just need a glass of wine.
A glass (or two) later, mango ice cream was broken out of the freezer, and yes, it was glorious. But, wine & ice cream... and an emotional movie... the combination of the two got my brain thinking.
Why do we sometimes seem to be feeding our feelings rather than fueling our bodies? Sure, I exercised today, and I have no problem with a glass of wine and ice cream. The combination of all three made it feel different. Maybe it's the leftover disordered thinking, but it isn't a feeling of not "deserving" to have the ice cream and/or wine.
Sure, I may be single, and it may be a new thing to me after years, but it worries me to think this could become a pattern. I don't want to feed my emotions every time I think of the past. I have the knowledge and I have a zillion (alright, maybe only a billion) healthier outlets available to me that I am aware of and should use instead of chomping down on this TDF dessert every time I watch a chick flick.
Maybe emotional eating (from time to time) is a part of life, but something feels different about it. Maybe the fact that I'm aware of it and writing about it is signaling that it's more than time for a change, and this is my plan of action/call for help.
How do you guys recognize when you emotionally eat? Do you stop or tell yourself it's the last time you're going to do it? Do you think sometimes it's alright to do so?
Maybe it's time to turn off the chick flick... let's see if my friends are up for a nighttime walk!