It seems that every weekend, as I gleefully retreat from my four-night third shift sentence, I lose control on my eating habits. The weekend has come to signal a time of release for me. It's a time where I can finally reconnect with the world-see my family and friends whom I've had to neglect so that I could function on the job and tread water at school.
My diet is no exception. I seem to go for any resturant that has greasy, artery-clogging menu items, and somehow I always end up overeating. This ranges from our regular Thursday night Huddle House meetings to Applebee's on any given night of the weekend.
I think it's a combination of several things. One, I'm finally able to enjoy myself. Eating at work, or in between classes is a necessity, and as such, offers little to incite excitement. I've found that it's actually quite bothersome to eat. The other reason is that I am in a social setting, and I lose track of how much I've eaten while I'm busy catching up. Regardless, I've got to get a hold on this aspect of my diet before I begin gaining back what I've lost.
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