
I made the decision that morning that I needed to detox from carbs and sugar. I decided to follow Atkins for a month and then work carbs back in at a reasonable pace. It's all or nothing for me.
But I'm freaking MISERABLE! I'm mad at myself for slacking off. I'm mad at myself for not knowing how to maintain. I'm mad at myself for allowing "happy foods" back into my life in excess. I'm mad at myself for telling myself for 2 weeks, "I'll start tomorrow" and it never happening.
I'm depressed that I am not so gung-ho this time around and not sure why. I am depressed that my ticker has double digits again for how much I need to lose before reaching goal. I remember the day it went from 10 to 9. How did I allow this to happen again?
Just venting. I hope my mood is only because of the detox and mourning the loss of my soft, salty pretzels.
Blah.



Some of the best fun I had was the hunt and capture of those books because I had a challenge. You need to give yourself a new target challenge.