So, I'm battling my latest 10 pound gain (actually 11 pounds as of this morning - I hate you scale).
I was in class for work during the month of January. I went into the class at about 161 or 162 pounds and feeling fantastic. I ended the class at 170 pounds and feeling like crap.
I didn't prepare my meals for class and I went crazy like a kid in a candy store during the entire month. Each lunch during class was straight high-caloric garbage and all my doing. Then I became addicted to eating that way...and I'm just now finding the strength to wean myself off of those crappy foods.
Lesson Learned: I can't play with fire w/o getting burned.
Anyway, I'm working out regularly again and I've just recently recommitted. I KNOW this weight will come off. It has to. I feel horrible at this weight.
The reason for this thread, though, is to talk about a feeling I had last night. I tried on a pair of jeans at home (size 12 - my 160 pound size is size 10...so yeah.) and they were tight. They were fresh out of the wash but still it was crushing to me. My fat pants were tight!! Then my immediate thought was, "OMG, this is so depressing! I want to eat." I actually had to stop myself from going to the kitchen.
I couldn't believe how immediately my mind went to food in order to soothe the pain I felt from my jeans being tight. It was scary!
But, I'm happy for the realization so I can be aware the next time.
The scale said 171.8 this morning but it's pre-TOM and I'm extremely sore from 30 Day Shred. Even though I felt that depression when I stepped on the scale this morning, I CANNOT give up. I know for certain that if I stay on plan, I can get to 160 again.
Thanks for listening!