Sunday, February 10, 2013
I'm embarrassed to say it, but I blew it yesterday. I had had a great eating and exercising day. I ran 12 miles with my Galloway group. I ate well, right at the top of my calorie range. Then I went to bed and couldn't sleep. I felt hungry and thought that maybe with my long run I hadn't eaten enough calories for my activity level. (Excuses?) I got up and had cereal and milk, taking me over my calorie range. Even so, I might have been okay if I'd stopped there, but I didn't. There were crackers and more cereal -- way too much. I finally got to sleep.
I have no perspective on this event at this moment. I saw a middle 3 on the scale for the first time this year, after having my lowest weigh in for 13 months (126.6) earlier this week. The best I can say is that I've come too far to give up now. In fact, I've come too far to give up ever again! I'm back on it this morning.
Edit: I took out the words, "I am disgusted with myself," because Monty Mirage727 says no one want to read it. Besides, I'm past it now!!