What a Week

It's not been a good week around here. Winter weather kicked in with a vengeance and we had an ice storm on Sunday night that cancelled local schools Monday and Tuesday. Plus made it very unpleasant to be outside at all--we just aren't equipped for that stuff down here. Everything stops! My little girl has been sick since Wednesday, coughing and burning up with fever. Turns out she has bronchitis, poor little thing. She's been out of school all week long.
Between the weather and Josie's bronchitis and all the ensuing chaos, I totally let myself go this week. I binged for 5 days straight. Muffins for breakfast every day, comfort foods like fried chicken and mac n cheese for lunch. Cookies, candy bars, donuts, you name it. They all were stuffed down my throat. A couple of the days I actually ate four entire meals plus too many snacks...we are talking thousands of calories here. I didn't drink any water, and vegetables were nonexistent scarce.
As you can probably imagine, eating this way made me feel like shit. I had no energy whatsoever and spent the majority of my time laying down. All I wanted to do was sleep. I also felt pretty crappy mentally and knew I needed to turn things around but I never did. I did (somehow) manage to get in my 30 minutes of movement in each day, but the majority of the time it wasn't really exercise. I got in one stair climbing session on Wednesday, and that was the only time I raised my heart rate.
Yesterday and today, I am slowly crawling out of my funk. Moving more, eating less, drinking water. I'm trying to flush out my system. I really don't want anymore grease and sugar...I've been craving green smoothies this weekend, and I've been drinking them. I'm trying to be kinder to my body now after a week of abuse. This afternoon, I'm planning to go on a 4 mile run and I'm really looking forward to it.
I'm not excited about weighing in tomorrow, but I'm just going to look the number in the eye and deal with it. It doesn't define me, and it doesn't make me a bad person.
Part of me is wondering if I am sabotaging myself because I was so close to being under 200 lbs?? I think I'm just crazy enough to do that.
No matter, life goes on. Hopefully this week will be better than last week, and more importantly I hope my daughter gets better. I can handle the food battle, but seeing my baby sick is making me crazy!