I have been beating myself for months because I allowed myself to regain so much weight. While I was beating myself up for regaining 40 pounds, I was eating toast, candy, breakfast cereal, and who knows what all? I kept putting off restarting because of this or that event that would interefere. It was never-ending, and while I was lamenting the 40 pounds, I packed on another 30. Why are human beings so stupid?
Now I just have to lose 30 pounds (not something you can do at the drop...
I was so chuffed by yesterday's weigh in, showing a loss in the middle of TOM, I almost didn't bother with the scale today. Because, well, I was most likely to see a bounce, water retention, etc...
So perhaps you can imagine my amazement to see an even 219? (down from 220.8 yesterday)
Hardly seems likely, but I'll take it, especially since that means I've reached my first mini-goal.
It was a toss up whether to start a journal or a blog, and I'm still not sure which is the better way to go, but I thought I'd try this. Just looking for a place to journal my goals, frustrations, thought-processes, mind-games, and other weight-loss by-products.
After regaining all the weight I lost in 2003/04, I'm one month into getting things under control again, and *almost* to my first mini-goal.