Oh boy...something is going on with me emotionally today. I count calories and I am good about keeping myself on track. Weekends are a bit of a different story depending on how tired I am, how much running we're doing, etc., but I still tend to keep my calories at a pretty decent amount.
I have entered the 170s and I haven't seen them for over 10 years. I just WI in the 170s on Thurs/Friday and it seems like my brain is saying, "Oh really? You are in the 170s? You won't be there long. It has been over 10 years since you've seen them, and you don't belong there. When you weighed in the 170s ten years ago you partied all the time, dated a ton of different guys and life was sooooo different." Do I not know how to be myself as I am now as I move through my weight-loss? I ate quite a bit yesterday for Easter, and today I had good intentions of staying on my calorie plan. But I didn't. Instead, I ate 6 brownies, 4 cookies, an ice cream bar, and contemplated having a huge bowl of popcorn smothered in butter, but I opened my computer and started typing here instead.
It doesn't help that TOM is supposed to be here tomorrow, but what the heck? I remember doing this to myself at many different weights. When I was in the 190s, I would pig out just to see the 200 again so I could say to myself, "See! You can't hack it in the 190s and you definitely don't belong there." It's this tormenting game I play and I don't know why.
I don't know what I need to prove to myself. I am 5 pounds away from losing 100 pounds, and 15 pounds away from being at the goal weight I want to be at so my husband and I can start trying for children. Maybe I'm self-sabotaging because I am stressed and I don't even realize it. I don't know. I'm just having a frustrating night. I'm glad I have this board to come to.


I self sabotage too, don't know why except a fear of success or feeling that I don't really deserve the success? Could that be true for you too? 

I know...just went bat crazy this past week. I actually sat in my living room and decided one day to eat every PUMPKIN MUFFIN in my freezer...just for the principal! haha!
No rational eating in the least bit. As soon as I fed the GIANT MONSTER (PMS), and my friend arrived...it was like I was a new person again...with a normal appetite (actually barely hungry at all)...and not a cavewoman SAVAGE anymore...it's crazy what those hormones can do to a woman's mind and body?
on making it into the 170's...so long 180's FOREVER!!!
Next stop...160's!