I gained. It happens. Doesn't mean I like it.

So I gained 3 pounds this week.  It sucks ass.  However, it was bound to happen.  I get to this weight and bam my body starts going crazy.  Or maybe I am going crazy...yea that is probably the correct answer.   I did change things up and try eating more every day since I wasn't hitting my calorie goal.  Well I may be eating more than I actually realize or account for in the tracker.  I think I'll go back to my prior method.  At least then I was losing and not having to fret about where I was calorie wise.  Ugh.  

I can account for some of that gain the rest must have been from a food induced coma.  on Saturday, I ate mozzarella sticks (a lot of them) while watching Mizzou kick some Sooner ass.  They were yummy and totally not diet worthy.  Then on Sunday, I was non-stop hungry all day.  I think the better statement is I was bored.  I realized it but couldn't seem to stop.  My self-control button was apparently on the fritz.  I fell off the wagon.  I am trying really hard to put my self back in the driver's seat.  

So dear readers, I know what I did and it was stupid.  Will it happen again?  Maybe.  But I just have to get up and start anew.  This isn't something I can fix overnight and with Auntie Flo right around the corner it won't be much better for a bit.  But I can work on it each day and try not to let the cravings control me.  I have more self-control than this and I need to realize it!