[Lunula]

For the past couple months, I've been slipping up a lot - started with the holidays and I've just never been able to string together 2 great weeks in a row since. I'm maintaining, but doing it by gaining a few and then losing a few week after week.

This week was particularly bad - I didn't even weigh myself this weekend (I have always been strict about my once-per-week weigh in, even when I know it's gonna be bad). Yesterday, something FLIPPED my motivation back on!

I went to my dermatologist - she weighs us, but she does it in kilos, so even when I see the number, I don't do the math in my head. Well, someone flipped the switch on the scale to read pounds - I had just eaten, was wearing jeans, sweater, jacket, boots and my heaviest purse (hah!) and I saw the number flash before my eyes...it read...171.8! WHAT? Last weigh in I was 159! It's all I thought about until I could get home, strip down and weigh myself (it was 161).

The fear of going back to the 170's really smacked some sense into me and I'm no longer fighting those late afternoon binge attacks. It's so different when it's one or two pounds here & there, but when you see a 12 lb jump in one week, that's is terrifying! I knew it was high, but it still scared me straight! Not going back to the 170's, no way!