Hey everyone,
Like alot of you, I've been trying to lose weight since forever. Nothing ever worked and I was convinced something was wrong with me. Then, a couple months ago, something clicked. I realized that I wasn't being honest with myself. I told myself that I was doing everything right, but in reality, I was only eating right 60% of the time and doing very little exercise.
I got my butt in gear. I was eating right 90% of the time, I cut out sweets because I know I can't have just one and I started exercising 3-4 days a week.
I changed my goal for the first time, from losing weight to living healthy. Switching my focus from 'weight' to 'health' worked! I didn't even really want the bad stuff because I was focusing on how I felt, and the bad stuff made me FEEL bad. I looked forward to exercise (well, I didn't dread it...) because it made me FEEL good. And the weight just started coming off. Not fast. But I lost 4 pounds in a month, which got me down to the lowest weight I remember being. Also people were starting to notice, and more importantly I was starting to notice. I FELT great.
Then I went to my parents house. I didn't eat that bad. We had pizza, I only had two slices but with a salad. But it acted as a doorway back into all my old habits. I've been sliding downward ever since. Nothing TERRIBLE. A cookie here, a dinner out there, cocktails with the girls, things I hadn't given up before, but had limited to once a week or once every other week. Now, I do them all in one week sometimes all in one day and often I have been skipping my exercise to do it.
I just see myself losing all the work I've done. I feel like it's snowballing, I've tried to stop it, but for some reason, it's only been half hearted attempts. I promise myself that I'll be better tomorrow. The longer it takes me to try and stop it, the more impossible it will be.
It's been three weeks now. I've gained some of the weight back. I don't know specifically how much because I've been avoiding the scale. Before when I'd start slipping, I'd come here and read posts. It's just not working as well this time. I don't know why. I keep telling myself each night before I go to bed that tomorrow will be better, one day at a time, and other such things. I'm hoping that if I hear it from you ladies, instead of just me, it might sink in.
I don't want want to lose my progress. I've inspired my skinny minni roommates to start exercising because I'm doing it all the time, and they want to be healthy too. My mom is so impressed by how well I'm doing, I hope that if I keep it up, she'll be inspired to become more healthful too. I guess I just need some support Maybe some good advice? Or more likely a good hard kick in the pants.
Sorry this is so long, but I'm just starting to panic and I have faith that you guys will know where I'm coming from and what it is I need to hear in order to get back on track...