Okay, I am officially back on the horse, but what a weekend. Ok, it could have been worse, alot worse, but it wasn't good...I was completely off plan and eating like I had lost my mind. I am sure there is a gain on the scale, and am afraid to peek. I wasn't feeling too great, took Friday off and over the weekend, ate pizza, cookies...I know am gonna slip and am human and the most important thing is that I grabbed onto the small glimmer of willpower I had left and back on, but I am a little dissapointed in myself that I lost my focus. So, here I am, being honest and taking responsibilty. It does feel better to get it off my chest. I went to the gym today, drank my water and am back on plan...it feels good.
I have a hard time staying focused on the weekends. Especially when am not feeling good. I look for comfort food. Which, I found so easily this weekend.
Here is a pic of me from last March. I have no idea how much I weighed, since I refused to weigh myself last year. I think it's disgusting and after trying to figure out who it is for an hour, I finally gave in, admitted it's who I allowed myself to become (again)...it inspired me.

) But I guess you just have to keep reminding yourself that every day is a new chance to be better. Here's hopin'!
! Don't beat yourself up about it, we ALL slip from time to time, but the fact that you are getting back on track is an excellent thing.