The title of this post sounds pretty good doesn’t it because we know there are many ways to deal with adversity that don’t involve stuffing our faces with enormous quantites of food.

I thought that after I wrote my last post that I would pull myself out of the funk I’m in and get back on track with my weight loss.

Even though I avoided weighing in at Weight Watchers last week I still went to the meeting.  While I was there I felt really motivated because several people hit milestone weight loss goals and I realized that I wanted to lose my next 5 pounds as well and get that silly little star that means so much to me.

But, I walked out the door and stopped at McDonalds on the way home.  I justified the Big Mac and fries I had by tossing the middle part of the bun away and scraping off some of the sauce.  That had to get rid of a bunch of calories, right?  Yeah, who am I kidding.

I’ve spent the last 2 weeks in a food induced haze, fueled with tons of sugar and and high calorie fatty foods.  I haven’t even bothered to pretend to eat decent.  The fruits and vegetables I purchased are languishing in my fridge, turning limp and moldy as we speak.

Yeah, the last couple of weeks of my life have been fairly stressful.  I’ve had to deal with a scare of the possible big “C” word (can’t even bear to say it but it rhymes with “Prancer”).  I’ll get results of tests on Monday that will hopefully tell me for sure but it is looking good for me.

You’d think that would motivate me to be eating really healthy and taking care of myself.

Nope.

Not me.

Instead, being the smart and sensible person I am, I’ve been treating my body horribly.  In addition to my poor eating habits and weight gain (faced he scale today and it’s not pretty – I’m upt 6 pounds in the last 2 weeks), I’ve almost completely stopped my exercise routine.

I’ve been feeling sorry for myself, have been scared, and have been soothing myself with food.

I know it’s about choices and my choices stink.

Tonight, I’m making the committment to myself to stop treating myself so badly.  I’ll deal with whatever I find out on Monday.

AND, I will stop being afraid of failure and not being able to lose the weight – you know that whole “I may as well stay fat cuz I’ll never get the weight off anyway” voice.

It’s time for me to tell it to shut up and for me to love myself again.

So here’s my message to me: “You deserve to lose the weight and feel good about yourself.  That negative and stupid voice in your head doesn’t deserve the time of day.  Ignore it.  Start treating yourself better – right now.  No more excuses.  You can feel sorry for yourself and throw your own personal pity party if you really feel it’s necessary, but don’t serve food at it.  Treat yourself to a bubble bath or walk along the beach at the lake instead.  Now, give yourself a hug, throw away the candy stashed in your nightstand, get a good night’s sleep and start over tomorrow.”

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