Ok, I fell of the wagon. Then, I got run over by the wagon.
It’s been bad. Real bad.
Three days ago, I hopped back on.
Honestly? I don’t know if I gained. I don’t think I did. Not too much. (Living on the truck; there’s really no room for a scale and so I only weigh myself when we go home… and we haven’t been there in about 7 weeks…)
But, I’m back at it. With a different attitude than before. I can’t really explain it; but my mind set is in a different place.
For three days, I have successfully controled my hunger. My binging. I’ve eaten healthy; avoid junk. No bad, sneaking snacks.
So tha’ts that. I’m back on the wagon. Back in the Saddle.
Also; thought I’d post a “current” photo! (It’s about 2 weeks old…) So; somewhere around 200 pounds! Size 17!! (I just tried them on in the fitting room; bought a ton of outfits in NORMAL size clothes!! No “Womens” for me!)
Well it’s been forever since I caught up with all the blogs I read. I had hoped to hear something positive coming from your direction. I think it’s time to hop back on that wagon. Don’t give up!
The point is, you got back on the wagon! We all ‘fall off’ on ocassion, that is to be expected. What is more important is that we regroup, refocus and get back on it! Congrates!