Well, I think my "break-up" with food is going pretty well.  I did eat a sandwich after I had already eaten dinner. However, I had a conflict with my son and it normally would have gone way worse in the overeating department. Maybe I'm finally getting a handle on it. I am realizing how much food really is like an abusive lover. Just like when you break up with someone thats no good for you, then they call you and you fall back into that old habit. Food kept calling me last night, but I ignored it a good portion of the evening. Then it got to the point where I thought I might be physically hungry, but was having trouble discerning if it was actual hunger or something else. That nagging feeling kept calling me to eat. I ended up making a healthy sandwich and that's it. Another day I might have binged everything in the house, so I don't feel too badly. It's improvement, not perfection I'm striving for. I did do 50 steps on the treadmill. I started out only being able to do 25 steps. (I envy those people who can jog on a treadmill for like 30 minutes and more - someday) Anyway, back to the breaking up with food thought. I'm not sure how this sounds, but when I get that feeling like food is calling me, I really am seeing it kinda like a 'booty call'. You know, you broke up with the abuser, but then he calls cuz he wants to use you, and you shamelessly give in. I guess that's kind of a gross picture to be relating to food, but that's kind of how it feels. When I let food abuse my body, I'm disrespecting myself. I also need to recognize that food is an inanimate object and it really doesnt have an evil plot to destroy me. It only has the power I give it. I am the one who puts the food in my mouth. It doesn't chase me down and overpower me and jump in my mouth. (although, sometimes it feels that way). I do it myself. How do I take back control from something that never really had control?