I had not packed an adequate lunch, so by early afternoon I was hungry and sent my boss a message begging (half-joking) for some snackies. He spoils me rotten so I wasn't surprised when he came back with yoghurt and a bag of pretzels. I devoured the yoghurt first, then when I felt I was getting carried away with the pretzels I literally threw them across the office to my boss and told him to ban them from me.
When I got home the munchies hit again and I found myself with my hand in a bag of potato chips I found at my MIL's. After a couple of handfuls I shook my head and went and ate an early dinner. I actually recognized that it wasn't true hunger that was fueling the munchies.
After that was the MUCH needed nap, then I squeezed in a short, easy 3.3 mile run before crashing for the night. I'm kinda proud that I didn't let it get out of hand, and that I still fit in my scheduled run.
Today I am still a bit tired, but recovering. I'm sure it will take a couple days to catch up, but I'll get there.