I went a little overboard with the Halloween candy this past weekend. I’m sure many of you can relate. The problem is my indulgences went a little beyond candy too. From a food perspective, I wasn’t kind to myself this weekend. Or I was a little too kind. Take your pick. Either way, the scale reflected my poor eating habits, and I felt kinda crummy too. What I can’t seem to get through my thick head is that when I’m eating well, I feel good. When I’m eating poorly, like these last couple of days, I feel lousy. Heart palpitations come back. My stomach gets distressed. I get headachy. I feel bloated and well, fat. What fun is that after all of this hard work? And then the emotional part. I feel guilty for having indulged and frustrated that I just don’t seem to have a stop valve where,...
