Went down to 156, today back up to 158.5 (sigh). I have a dread feeling in my gut. I was doing so well for so long. Now I can barely muster up the energy to lace up for a walk.
I hate sitting here and writing this down, A) because it makes the setback real; and b) I’m afraid to put it out there for the world to see and think I’m a weak whiner. If I act strong and positive, I’ll be okay right? I don’t WANT to get heavy again, so WTF? What’s my problem, maybe it’s self-sabotage. Maybe I lost my way a little and the overeating is hard to pull away from right now. Whatever it is, those increasing #’s on the scale are making me feel panic-y. AND it’s raining today, so the walk I needed is out of the question. I just want to curl up on the couch, watch Ghost Whisperer dvd’s and eat caramel corn. Not a good day…
