The past two weeks, I stopped taking care of myself. I got depressed, I started starving myself and then getting so hungry that I would take bites of peanut butter, which turned into bites of a cookie or bites of candy--all things that probably threw me out of ketosis (I'm on Atkins) and has stalled my weight loss at 222 for two weeks. I've still been eating low carb but my cravings are out of control again. I'm honestly ashamed of myself because I've been saying from the beginning that I can do this and it was so much easier than I thought it would be. I am not giving up after losing 60 pounds. I will see my halfway point (creeping up soon!!), 100lbs lost, onederland, and goal. I will be a maintainer for the rest of my life.
This is my official "I'm done slipping up" post. Tomorrow is back to my plan. I don't care if I want a bite of a cookie. I don't care if I want a piece of a candy bar. What I want MORE is to be happy about my body and love myself. I will not give up on the thing I am most proud of for a few bites of food.


