The Red Mist, or 'Bolt the Cupboards, Mother, I've Become a Not-So-Little Nommer Beast!'

There must be something in the air, today. Several of my lovely ladies who are also Weight Watchers and post in the same group on Facebook have had one of those days, either today or earlier in the week, when the red mist has descended and food has been shovelled down the proverbial cakehole without a thought or a by-your-leave. (I haven't done so today, but I am by no means immune - I did it on Saturday!)

I actually blogged about this a long, long time ago on the WW UK site, and that post may be below somewhere; there are months and months of posts I suppose I ought to archive here.

In essence, there are two ways of dealing with this: shit happens, it's over and done with, you can't undo it so try your best to limit the damage if at all possible by exercising and clawing back as many points as you can (or just write it off if you are at the beginning of your week or have weigh in imminently); or, throw in the towel altogether.

I shall give you a small hint, here. The first alternative is the sensible, healthy one!

Always remember: one bad day does not make you a failure. Skinny people binge occasionally, too. Really! However, they do not then turn round and say 'Oh no! I am going to be fat forever and ever, I can't lose weight!' Bollocks to that, says I (Oh, it is so good to be able to swear if I want to! Huzzah!)

Truth is, after so long on plan, weighing and counting and pointing and tracking, you do start to go a little sort of stir crazy. You know it works; you can see the weight come off. But, just once in a while, you really don't want to or can't be bothered to do all of that stuff. For me it's a kind of 'Why should I? I want to EAT!' - usually crap, junk, rubbish. I don't know about you, but I have never gorged myself on salad....

Step away from the food, and just move on, already. Nothing to see here. All forgotten about. Never happened.

That's my way of dealing with it. I accept that I am imperfect. (I am, you know, and I do!) But, one meal or binge or bad day doesn't mean I can't lose weight and keep it off. Same goes for you. It's all in how you choose to categorise it in your own mind.

Besides which, some argue that a bit of a binge every so often sort of resets your metabolism and kickstarts the losses again. I don't know if one bad day can do that; certainly a couple or three weeks of not really bothering are usually followed by large losses! And thank goodness for that!