You know when you trip and then you try to catch yourself by running a little bit and somehow that just makes you wobble more and then for like ten feet, you've been falling before you actually smack into the pavement?
That's me and weight loss right now.
And now I'm smacking into the pavement.
So, after treading in the two-teens for quite awhile, I got pregnant, gained some weight, miscarried (way back in December), and then recommitted and then faltered, and then increased my running, and then stumbled some more and now I am sitting on the pavement with scraped knees and chocolate all over my face (oh peanut m&ms, you are the death of me! *shaking fist*).
I am now officially 25 pounds heavier and I feel like I can't even find the track (let along get back on it).
I've decided I would like to plan my meals (something I love when I've done it but very bad at doing). My exercise has always been there. It's just the eating that's off.
Any words of advice for digging yourself out of a hole?