My “parole officer” brought me back to reality this morning. In the last 10 days I gained nearly 3 pounds. That’s not a lot compared to the fluctuations I’ve read about here on SP, but for me it’s significant.
Since reaching maintenance, my weight has been extremely stable, within tenths of a pound day to day. Yes, I’ve gained weight after a vacation, but once back on track it disappeared. I had been feeling pretty sure of myself that I had this weight thing all figured out. If the trend is up,up,up, reevaluate before it gets away from you.
When you’re coughing, wheezing and feverish, resolve weakens. Directions on my antibiotic said “take with food” and I did – quite a lot of food – and not particularly healthy food either. Drink lots of liquids! That makes sense except I’m always looking for “something to go with my tea.” It takes a long time for me to drink a cup of tea and I ate during every sip.
I certainly didn’t feel like cooking while sick. So, my healthy baked omelet and other recipes weren’t on the menu. No problem. DH, aka the junk food king, had plenty of alternatives stashed in the pantry, the fridge and the freezer. There were boxes of Wheat Thins in all flavors that he bought “on sale” and Little Debbie’s Honey Buns and Aunt Jemima’s frozen pancakes. I’ll spare you more details.
My daily morning weigh-in was a casualty also. If I had at least done that, the upward trend may have jolted me into facing what I was doing to myself.
Yesterday, I finally went food shopping so dinner was turkey meat loaf and chick pea and brown rice salad. My baked omelet is almost done so I’m back in charge, just somewhat humbled that even after 3 years of maintenance, I can make and accept excuses as well as anybody.
Note: My “parole officer” is explained by my blog post of Jan 29th
(Appointment with my Parole Officer)