No, I haven't developed an eating disorder...unless that's what you want to call what I did over the holidays. And maybe it is, but I don't think it's an abnormal one.
The Binge; From Thanksgiving to New Years I eat WAY more junk than I normally do. And I have a few extra pounds to show for it. But man! The Wasilla dinner on Christmas Eve. The pierogies, the cookies, the yummy snacks. And then...that just continues for days on end. And we brought cookies home from my parents' too! So I've been eating CRAP for days and days and literally weeks.
The Purge; Today, I cleaned house. All the cookies hit the garbage. All the left over candies and junky things, went to the kids or to the street for pick up in the morning. I'm done. And I know myself. If it's in the house, I'll eat it. I can't hide it from myself and even if I had Matt hide it, I'd search it out and find it. (And he's not that great of a secret keeper anyway.)
So it's gone. And hopefully, in a few weeks, my butt, thighs and extra belly fat will follow. Next week I start "Zumba" at the YMCA. Soon I will be a slimmer version of myself.