I ate whatever I felt like and didn't track at all for the last week. It was my daughter's birthday, and between days of baking for her celebrations at school, at home, and for her birthday party on Saturday, I was running around so much I just stopped paying attention for a bit. Thankfully, I maintained my weight this week. I didn't lose, but I didn't gain either, and that's a win to me!
In the past I would have let a few days like that completely derail me and make me give up altogether. But I've learned that these things happen. There will always be holidays, birthdays, stressful times, vacations, etc. This was the first event like this I've had to confront since I restarted my journey. Now, instead of giving up, I've accepted that I had an undisciplined week and made a commitment to get my eating back to where I know it needs to be. So I am tracking again and making healthier choices for myself.
You pick yourself up, dust yourself off, accept that it happened, and keep going in the right direction for you. I will be better prepared the next time, and so will you for having gone through this.
Be not afraid of going slowly; be afraid only of standing still.
When the world says, "Give up,"
Hope whispers, "Try it one more time."
You are not fat.
You have fat.
You also have fingernails,
But you are not fingernails.
| current weight: 175.5