So my weigh in this week was decent. I stayed the same, which is my goal now, but it was a miracle for sure.
You see, I have been struggling, and I mean struggling hard core this week. With the holidays comes holiday baking, which is one of my favorite things to do in the world. I have been at it for a couple of weeks now and was actually doing pretty decent. You have to do quality control and try at least one from a batch to make sure you didn’t like put salt in instead of sugar.
I tracked it all. Then I started a slippery slope this week known as “Oh I’ll track that in a little bit” and ended up with “Well I’ve fell right through the outhouse floor so I might as well enjoy myself”.
I know better, but it happened anyway.
It’s probably going to happen again.
No matter how bullet-proof we may feel life is a constant struggle. It’s how we react to those struggles that define who we are and how successful we will be. The slide was subtle and I didn’t even notice it was happening until I was at the bottom sitting in a pile of sugar cookie dough and chocolate chips.
Figuratively, mind you. It didn’t get THAT bad.
My birthday is this week so I did the annual IHOP breakfast with my nieces and nephews after my Weight Watcher meeting. I had everything planned, tracked, and was feeling good.
I mean I knew I had an extra cookie here or there last week. I knew I went way over my Smartpoints Every. Single. Day.
So I ate my 33! Smartpoint breakfast and figured the rest of the day I’d eat light. I really wasn’t hungry considering I am just so not used to eating like that anymore.
Then it all went to hell.
Which is the reason why I am up at 2 am writing this blog post. My stomach is jacked. Like jacked like it used to be jacked before I lost weight.
My mind is foggy and I just feel like absolute crap.
I have the first headache I’ve had in 10 months. I’ve taken the first antacids I’ve taken in 9 months.
So I have to take a second and breathe. I need to remember this feeling, and remember that I used to walk through life feeling like this all the time.
I need to remember that it is not worth the trade off. The crap that I ate is not worth feeling like this. Not by a long shot.
So I’m being mindful and moving on. I’m recognizing what I did, and going right back to my new habits. Not tomorrow, not the next day…..
It’s important to remember that with the bad comes the good, and there was a lot of good last week too.
Like my friend Cindy who I reconnected with through this blog came to my meeting all the way from Florida.
Like I celebrated an early birthday meal with awesome people who are very important to me.
Like the fact that I got Harry Potter pj’s for my Birthday!
If you’ve been reading this blog for awhile now and haven’t figured out I’m a great big nerd then you haven’t been paying attention.
So the fact that I messed up is really just a little blip on this thing we call life. How I react to that blip shows way more about me then the actual blip.
I plan on reacting well.
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