A few months ago (Thanksgiving to be exact) I stepped off the scale and stuffed a Krispy Creme into my mouth and never looked back. Hence is where all my hard work went down the drain. I have been living abroad with my husband who is in the military for the past 5 years, and I had felt so neglected when it came to food. All of my favorite foods I had missed for so long can flying at me the second I landed once again on American soil. Literally I (we) headed to every fast food place we could think of for about 6 weeks and I ate, and ate, and ate eveything I could get my greasey paws on.
I joined this forum last January when my DH was deployed to Afganistan I went from 180 to 147 in a few months and was feeling great about myself determined to not ever go down the slippery food slope again. I held onto my new low weight and with my head high and size 6 skinny jeans I pranced around for a few months, but those days are over. I can barely squeeze those bad boys over my hips and if I suck it in until I think I will pass out I can do the buttons only to think they will burst at any moment and my mountain of muffin top will explode like a volcanic eruption.
Ok, so maybe I am being a little dramatic, but I am disgusted in 2 months and 2 weeks that I have packed on a horrific 26lbs!! Literally a 2 year old child! I know I can lose the weight that I the easy part, it's just keeping it off. There are so many temptations, but I know since Ive eaten every single one of them recently that I have had my feel and am ready to get on the bandwagon again and get this weight off me for good.
It really makes me mad that I struggle with this! Food is here to keep me alive and healthy and I just can't understand why I take advantage of that.
So here goes....wish me luck, and a big hug to everyone else that is in my same boat!!