My personal training session is delayed by half an hour today, so I finally have some time to jump in here. Part of the reason that I have not posted lately is my insane schedule. In addition to my normal 14-hour workdays, this past weekend was particularly ridiculous. I have no classes on Fridays, so, in theory, I had a three-day weekend. HA! Over the course of that three days, I spent 25 hours grading term papers and over 8 hours in church activities (a worship service, choir practice, and two meetings of the church elders [because we are interviewing a potential new pastor]). I also did my usual weekend activities of housecleaning, laundry, ironing, and grocery shopping. All of that hardly left time for sleep, no less rest and relaxation! I still have a bunch more papers to grade, so this week and the coming weekend will probably be just as bad as the last. But at that point midterm grading will be done, and I won't have another huge pile of stuff to grade again until the end of the semester.
But the other, main, reason I didn't post is that I was just plain too ashamed and mortified to. Last Thursday, I went on my first true, out-and-out binge since starting Nutrisystem in Feb. of 2009. It began when a friend from school took me out to dinner to belatedly celebrate my birthday. I had a 6-ounce steak (the first steak I have eaten since starting my diet), a small dish of buttered corn, a few bites of wild rice, and a small glass of wine (not exactly terrible, but way more than I would normally eat and, even more importantly, totally different from the plain chicken and veggies I had planned to eat). I was in a vulnerable emotional state anyway (which contributed to the unplanned meal), and when I got home I gave in to it totally. I ended up eating something like 12-15 Nutrisystem desserts (I stopped counting) in rapid succession and felt physically sick and stuffed afterwards, not to mention devastated at what I had done. My stomach was bloated to the point of looking like I'd swallowed a balloon, which of course reminded me of the way my belly used to look and made me feel as if I had regressed to my old self in a matter of hours.
So, the bottom line is that I was much too embarrassed to post any of this and needed to feel that I had "earned the right" to be here by getting back on track first. Silly and totally irrational, I realize; support is even more important in times of failure. But I wasn't able to ask for help when I needed it.
And, of course, in the past, the first binge always marked "the beginning of the end" of my efforts to control my weight--thus my panic and despair on Thursday night. BUT, I WAS able to challenge that particular sabotaging thought (phew!) and get right back on plan the next morning. In a way, I am actually glad that I binged, so that I could get it out of the way and show myself that it IS possible to recover immediately, even from a HUGE misstep. What I have said to myself over and over in the past few days is that a binge is a setback and a learning opportunity, not a catastrophe unless I let it be. I can't rewrite my history, but rationality can go a long way toward charting a different and better future! A setback is just a little stumble on my journey forward--the prelude to a comeback!
Through all my angst, I did resist the oh-so-strong temptation to skip the daily weigh-ins (because I KNEW I had gained). On Friday, I was up a full 2 pounds, to 130.6, my highest weight since early August. THAT certainly could have been my excuse to give either give up completely or to try to starve myself in compensation (which I have done in the past, and it always backfired), but I did neither of those things. I went right back on my normal, planned, routine. On Saturday, I was down .2. Sunday, I was down .4, yesterday I was down .4, and this morning I was down another .4, so I am almost back to where I was before my little misadventure. Since Friday morning, I have been completely on plan, ate slowly and mindfully, recorded everything I ate, stayed under 1400 calories a day, drank more water than I normally do, did my 30 minutes of alternate walking and jogging on the treadmill on two of those days, made it a point to get some spontaneous exercise, tolerated a fair amount of hunger, read my cards twice, and saved a bite of many things for my kitty. I did not post when I should have, obviously. But I have done many things right over the last few days, and I will give myself credit for that.
There are many things I want to say in response to the posts I read, but I see that now it is time for me to get ready to go to the gym for my personal training. So I will have to save my comments for later. In addition to teaching my classes today, I have about 6 hours of grading that absolutely has to be done before tomorrow morning, so I may not be able to get back on here tonight.
Robin