Stress and I have a working relationship that I can accept most days. Most of the time, I put my head down and overcome the challenges presented to me. But, I would argue in some circumstances I choose not to manage it at all. Rather, I prefer to avoid my stressors while escaping to the security of my bed covers. My instincts don't scream fight or flight; they scream pizza and a nap!
This is exactly what happened yesterday at the beginning of a daunting week. Several things are developing in my life beyond my control. So, instead of exercising and eating a nutritious dinner, I consciously chose to order pizza and take a nap. The pizza tasted great and I have never not liked a nap.
Am I sorry? Yes, a little. Guilt didn't overwhelm me when I stepped on the scale this morning but I was annoyed. I control my decisions and my food. I knew that deep dish pepperoni perfection didn't align with my immediate goals. I should have balanced my needs for heaven slices with more exercise not less. Maybe a salad would have sufficed instead of additional pieces of pizza. Maybe.
I don't regret indulging, rather I regret over indulging.
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