Sunday, March 31, 2013
I just returned from vacation late Thursday night roughly two pounds heavier than when I left. We spent three days in the car, and the rest of the time was so busy I truly had no opportunity to exercise. I'm not beating myself up about it. I did the best I could given the circumstances. What is frustrating is finding how easily five off days can derail my momentum. I'm still eating like I'm on vacation and I am having a difficult time getting myself back on the straight and narrow.
The evidence is all-too familiar. The snug clothing, the puffiness in my face, the embarrassment and frustration, the bloat and feeling overly full. Stuff my mouth with an apple and called me a roast suckling pig.
I am not going to wallow in mopey self-pity. The tone of the first two paragraphs might suggest otherwise, but mentally I am staying positive and determined. I have some pretty lofty goals for April, and foremost on the list is losing all the vacation regain and more. I took a little detour headed backwards to no place good, and now I am headed forward full speed ahead!