OKay, so, I think I'm done with the self sabotage this week. At the official WW weigh in yesterday, I was up 2 pounds, (which we know is actually more, because I was out of town last weekend and didn't weigh-in.) So not only did I not lose any weight for two weeks, but I actually gained some. UGH!! HAATE that. But it is what it is, and weight loss is certainly not a race. For those of you who are new, these results are certainly not a normal occurance...
The house is in a disarray of half packed boxes because we are selling a lot of furniture on craigslist.
My finances are in a bit of a disarray because hubby hasn't found a job yet and is going to go back to school.
The gym job is moving locations this weekend so when I go in on Tuesday I will have to be given a tour and learn all the new things about it.
My life is a bit disorganized right now and that is very stressful for me. Plus, at the risk of TMI, I'm PMSing. All these factors contributed to me over eating last week, it could happen that way to anyone, and I am certain it won't be the last time it happens to me. So I'm not going to beat myself up over it. Today I will plan out my meals and activities, because that is what works for me. I'm simply going to step back in control of my eating and health and lose the weight I gained like I have been doing for more than a year now. Who can argue with results like this?
HURRAH! Who's with me?!
On another note, I've noticed that I'm about to post my 100th post and I'm only a few away from 100 followers. Seems like there might need to be some kind of mention or celebration for that. Any ideas?
PS: Found the following on a friends blog and found it to be moving.
"Obesity is never JUST a food issue. It’s the manifestation of a vice – a bondage – an addiction. When you "see someone on the streets stumbling and slurring with a wine bottle in hand, their behavior and outer appearance is a manifestation of their condition. Their pain and torment caused them to take that drink and get to where they are today. It’s no different with obesity. What you see on the outside of me, was a feeble attempt to apply salve to my wounds in the form of food. Just because it wasn’t a bottle to my lips, or some powder snorted in my nose, or a needle in my vein – doesn’t make it any less harmful or any less deadly."
I hope you will go and check out Heart On My (Gastric) Sleeve and lend some insight and motivation to his journey, or be inspired by his willingness to change.