I just ate a big dinner– leftover BBQ chicken, om nom nom– and had one of those why-did-i-eat-all-that moments (yet another hanger-on from the dieting brain).
But then I stopped, and said, “Well, it just means I’ll have tons of energy to run tomorrow morning.” It’s different. I like thinking of eating as filling the tank up with gas, rather than something I need to feel guilt about.
I do need to work a little harder at my intuitive eating though! ;)