It started so innocently. We got delayed going out for dinner by a few hours, no snacks, no water. By the time I got some food, I hadn't eaten in 8 hours and was feeling starved. I wolfed down a huge roast beef sandwich, salad and fries. The next two days, it was like, well, I've already blown it. That was my excuse to hit the McD drive through -twice- in one day, eat pizza and breadsticks, a huge donut. Here's the weird part. I didn't enjoy it, but I continued on. Eating all the things I had been avoiding but getting no pleasure from it, but not stopping.
Today I was determined to stop the cycle. It's almost bedtime and I've been on target today. I hope I can do the same tomorrow as well. The strangest thing is that today, counting my calories, drinking my water, measuring my food, I've been happier today than I have been since I fell off the wagon.
Also, I've been wanting to go back to the gym but it's now co-ed and I know myself well enough that I wouldn't be comfortable and therefore wouldn't go. So today a friend comes up to tell me she and several friends got together and hired a personal trainer who will work with the group twice per week for an hour each time. By the time we split the cost, it will only cost me $2.50 per hour! I couldn't believe it! We start this week and I'm excited.
Anyway, thanks for listening. I had a lot I needed to get off my chest. I've been avoiding the scale but I think I'll get on tomorrow. If I have gained, that's my lesson right there. If I've maintained, I'll thank my lucky stars I got away with it once. I have to remember, this is for my heart health, not just for my appearance.