This is about how I feel right now.
In case you couldn't tell from my anniversary photo recap, I ate everything this weekend. Yes, everything. I have major food hangover and it's making me cranky.
But what can you do but move forward? No, I did not make the best choices over the long weekend, and I definitely let the specialness of the occasion get the best of me. I'm not proud that I ate my face off, but I can't change it. I am reconciled to the fact that I will likely gain at my meeting this weekend, but you can damn well be sure that I will be there anyway. I hate seeing the numbers go up, but that's usually when you need it most.
In the meantime, I am still struggling a bit, but focused on forward motion. Persistence, not perfection. Why is it so hard to get back on track? I have made so many strides towards building healthy habits, but it feels like they can fall apart so quickly. It's cheesy as all hell, but I just keep telling myself that it's a new day. I might be in the hole on flex points (like a lot) but today is a clean slate. I'm reminding myself over and over that a bad weekend doesn't mean throwing the towel in for the rest of the week. Yesterday was hard. Today is still hard, but slightly less so. Tomorrow will be a little better. One foot in front of the other, right?
At least I can say that I am making a concerted effort, regardless of the feedback I will get from the scale.
I went to bootcamp (and it hurt and it sucked and I wanted to sleep, but I went).
I planned and tracked my meals.
I am drinking a TON of water.
I went to the grocery yesterday and our house is officially cake-free.
I'm settling back into normal. And isn't that the best part? The junk-filled bingey weekend USED to be the status quo, but not anymore. Maybe those good habits aren't as fragile as I thought.
How do you get back on track after a rough spot?