Feast or Famine

All or nothing.  When it rains, it pours.  Blah blah blah.  I've had such unbelievably bad luck in a few areas of my life over the past few months, but it looks like maybe things might be picking up?  I've had a surge of job leads and have been hanging out with a pretty awesome fella, thanks to Miss Matchmaker Lizzie (I introduced Carla to her boyfriend...karma owed me).  So...things are shaking up.  I've had to make some adjustments lately and while it's not a bad thing, there's definitely stress involved.

What will this do to my weight-loss efforts?  When I get nervous, my eating habits tend to go haywire.  Anxious about an interview?  I won't eat and then will grab something calorie-dense and nutrient-low afterward in an effort to satiate and comfort myself.  Don't want to make an ass of myself on a date?  Pick at a salad, inadvertently allowing the beer it accompanies to take over quicker (a particularly bad practice).  Hang out with dude's friends?  Drink beer and eat pizza.

Even though I possess some less-than-healthy coping mechanisms when it comes to nerves and food, these recent turns of events are helpful, too.  After a particularly puzzling interview, all I wanted to do was go out and RUN off my frustrations, so Lofton and I packed up the dogs and headed to the park.  It's sad (or is it?), but now that I have someone to look cute for, I'm more likely to turn down a cookie.  But shouldn't I want to make these decisions anyway just for ME?

I think I'll take the newfound external motivators as a gift, but I'll definitely try pre-planning to regulate my eating habits.  We went to see Black Swan last night (so weird...so sexy...so good), and I ate beforehand so I wouldn't want popcorn.  I was planning to run today (though a surprise interview might throw that for a loop in the short-term), so I ate a ginormous omelet this morning to fill me up so I wouldn't have to worry about being hungry or eating right before running, both of which throw my tummy for a loop.

I've said it here numerous times, but I've always sucked at planning meals.  Maybe I should consider it a New Year's Resolution and actually whip out a notebook to plan?  Has anyone out there had recent success with beginning to plan meals?  Got any tips for sensible eating practices while hanging out with new people?