...a bit. I am inherantly an all-or-nothing kind of person, as evidenced by yesterday's 700 calorie deficit. No wonder I was feeling rough. Then I decided that it was OK in that case, having finished dinner etc, that since I was doing OK I'd have a bag of crisps. Then a beer.
970 calories later I went to bed. Evenings are a very tough time - previously I'd binge on a lot of crisps and beer as a crutch for my emotional state, which without going into details, is deeply entrenched.
I'm also historically very harsh on myself. But I'm trying to learn from this. First, a lesson can be taken that snacks etc can spiral out of control very, very quickly. Second, those crisps had more calories than my evening meal. Good grief, that is perspective.
I've tried to put it behind me; I still have a plan, and it was naive to think I wouldn't make mistakes. I just need to learn from them. But I'd rather be honest about it.