The Ugly Truth

When I started this blog, I actually married it - for better or for worse.  Lately, we seem to be in the worse arena.

As many of you have suspected, this fat girl fell off the wagon.  I can't believe it has been almost 2 months since I last blogged.  Granted, I haven't been going crazy.  There have been stretches where I have been eating healthy and exercising, but there have also been times where I've gone through McDonalds and ordered 2 hot fudge sundaes because they're just so small.  There have been times when I've eaten half a pizza.  There have been times when I've eaten a 20 count Timbits for breakfast.  Yes, I am ashamed; but I can't change the past.  All I can do is move forward.

This morning, I climbed back on the scale.  The ugly truth?  From my lowest weight during this journey, I am up 15 pounds.  My gut instinct?  Curl up in a ball of depression with a pint of Ben and Jerry's.  What am I going to do instead?  Dust myself off, climb back on that horse, and ride my heart out!

This morning . . .

• Instead of keeping my head in the sand, I got back on the scale and faced what I had done!
• Instead of running to McDonalds or Wendy's, I packed myself a healthy lunch which required me to even go out into the garden in the rain!
• Instead of grabbing a box of Timbits, I made my protein shake!
• Instead of running through Burger King for an Orange Sprite Zero (still no Diet Coke, but I've been lying to myself and drinking Sprite Zero), I filled my glass up with water!

Thanks to everyone this weekend who checked on me - asked how my journey was going - got me back on track!  For those of you who are struggling like me, be resolute with me!  Remember how good it feels to put on that smaller size!  Remember how amazing it feels to fit better in that chair!  Remember how INCREDIBLE it feels to have someone notice your progress and compliment you!  I can attest - that all feels better than snarfing down 2 hot fudge sundaes.  I promise!