Sabotage

I had a bad eating week. 

I also feel like I am becoming complacent.  I am doing so well in my weight loss journey that I am starting to sabotage all of my progress.  I do not want to be overweight for the rest of my life, but there must be some subliminal part of my mind that is still hanging on.  I don't think I would be having this internal struggle if that were not the case.  My week was so awful that I almost talked myself out of going to weigh in, but I realized that would be even more detrimental, so I went.

I did not get to stay for my meeting yesterday, but I did get a chance to talk to my leader for a few minutes before I weighed in.  She is completely fantastic and listened to my concerns.  She said do not put too much focus on the scale because that is only a small piece of the weight loss puzzle.  She also said I should focus on how I am feeling and to pay attention to how my clothes are starting to fit.  Truth be told, I am feeling more energized, and I did get to go shopping in my closet for a new pair of jeans.  Yesterday I wore a pair of jeans that I have not been able to wear for two years.  That does feel pretty awesome, in the grand scheme of things.

I also walked 7.5 miles in one fell swoop.  A month ago, I would have never been able to do that.  I am well on my way to being healthier and happier.  I just need to understand that persistence is important to succeed. It took me years to put all of this weight on, and I am doing really well, taking it off.  I have also figured out that it is much easier to weigh in after a good week, but that is not when I need to go to Weight Watchers the most. 

No gratuitous picture this week.  Instead, here is a note that I stuck on the refrigerator.  This is my attempt to ask myself whether or not I am truly hungry.  My gain was less than a half pound.  That could be attributed to the fact that I had wet hair and was wearing jeans and a sweater when I weighed in, but it was still a gain.  I seriously thought I was going to gain pounds not half of one and I had no one to blame but myself.  I am sure that I will have hard days or even weeks, but I will do my best to get my emotional eating under control.  This is far too important to me and I will see it through to the end.