Back in April I had a bad idea to drop 10 pounds in 3 weeks following a plan I found in one of my magazines. It was a crash diet, of course, but with healthy food. I was frustrated from being stuck at 147-150 lbs. Really frustrated. And thus began my downfall.
I did very well on the first two weeks of the plan. I lost about 7 points, almost a full size, and have some pictures to prove it. But then the third week was lame, and I quit, and then I REALLY quit. All the control, the motivation, the mental framework I had been living with for the prior 16 months was gone. I went on a trip and gained 5 pounds. Went on another trip and gained 5 more. I kept eating and eating. I felt compelled. I created plan after plan, reset my goals over and over, and then I finally gave in and bought some clothes in the next size up.
Today I'm right around 164, and I've been reigning myself in, but I'm discouraged. I have gained so much weight and losing it won't be nearly as easy. That's why I am liking the plan, even though it didn't work out so well last time. It's a way to get myself back into a size 10 quickly, and take control permanently. NO. It has to become my favorite word again. Nothing tastes as good as thin feels. Okay, thinner.
I am really excited about the once-dreaded 147-150 range.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
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