When weight loss stalls or when weight starts to creep back on it’s so easy to lose hope and think that those extra pounds will never come off and that continuing to try is hopeless.
I’ve been struggling with my weight loss most of the summer. It seems that whenever I’m “on track” with my eating and exercise, something happens to throw me off. There are so many parties and get-togethers in the summer and food has been abundant at every one I’ve been to. Plus my schedule has gotten thrown way off track more than once because of family medical issues which was a double whammy of it being hard to plan ahead for healthy food and high amounts of stress (and food has always been my big “go to” for comfort in times of stress).
Bottom line: when I got on the scale at Weight Watchers today, I weighed the same as I had in the middle of May. The 5 pounds I worked so hard to lose over the summer found me almost faster than I can say “sure I’ll have fries with that – make it a large!”
If you could see me right now, you would be seeing me sigh. I know it’s nobody’s fault but my own. I’m well aware that nobody forced me to open my mouth and shove food in it (I’m sighing again).
And everything that happened over the summer that challenged my weight loss efforts?
It’s life.
Things happen. I know it’s not always going to be smooth sailing.
Until I learn to deal with my stresses and emotions without turning to copious amounts of food, then I’ll always struggle with my weight (me and thousands of other people right?).
As always I know I have 2 choices: do it or don’t do it. I can “brush myself off” and get going on Weight Watchers again and renew my commitment. Or I can quit and let myself gain all the weight back I lost.
I’m not quitting.
(did you know? daffodils and rainbows are symbols of hope?)
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