I've been doing my best to maintain my weight loss over the last year. I gain a few pounds and lose a few pounds becoming more certain all the time that I will never go back to being fat and completely losing control.

Tonight was eye opening for me. I had a miserable night at work. It is a new position, my second time working at stocking the floor. I was given one of the more difficult areas with more than a thousand small items to restock. I had a lead who was not encouraging at all.......by the time I clocked out I was close to tears. I knew I not done as well as I could have BUT I didn't resort to eating for comfort. I passed a Dennys and an Ihop , thinking briefly of the wonderful pancakes waiting for me within but I walked on to my car. I ran a lap of the parking lot before heading home. At home I took a walk/run around the block to help lift my mood. It's interesting to me that I never really thought seriously of comfort eating......My thought as I passed the restaurants was that the old me would have gone in to drown her sorrows in syrup, butter and pancakes, I didn't even have to talk the new me out of going in. I guess I've made more progress than I thought.

As for my job......when I work that position again next week I'll be more ready and do a better job.......hopefully I'll have a more understanding lead as well.