Okay, so maybe that title is a bit more melodramatic than I mean to be, but, really, sometimes I just find myself wondering if this will always be a struggle. I used to think I would hit my goal weight someday and just wouldn't have to think all the time about eating or exercise. But this past week I let things slip a bit and watched the scale shoot up, and thought, "Wow, I'm always going to have to work at this." I'm always going to keep my food journal, and weigh in every morning, and plan ahead what and how I'll eat for social events and eating out. Sort of like alcoholics who never stop being alcoholics, but just take it one day at a time, for the rest of their lives.
Don't get me wrong, I don't mean to sound depressed, but I'm just realizing that this is a lifelong journey and when I 'get there' someday it won't be over. I've lost almost 30 pounds so far and I'm committed to continued success and just trying to prepare myself mentally that this is going to take effort and energry for the long term. Can anyone else relate to this? What about you maintainers out there? Thanks for listening!




What did I do? I had a slice of pizza.
For a few minutes it felt like the end of the world but when I calculated out the calories that were in that slice, it came to 295. Not nearly as bad as I thought it would be. And I cut out the granola bar and tea I was planning on having later. It was worth it to me to make that trade. But that means that for today there is no pizza, just chicken and veggies. For me, it's about trade offs and really enjoying the treats. I savored every bite of that pizza!
In the past I would have sucked it down and gone back for more.