Catching Myself on the Slide Down
Sunday, February 22, 2015
In the last 6 weeks, I've been stuck at roughly the same weight. I tried to not focus too much attention to the number on the scale and simply trust doing the right things would eventually create change. I saw my weight go down quickly after the New Year, and start to stall halfway into January. A couple have pounds came off since then, only to return.
I've monitored my nutrition, adding protein, taking away carbs, blaming salt, etc. I've blamed my exercise routine, my sleep patterns, and even tried to blame a new inhaler I started in January. I've also tried to cycle my calories with low and high days. I don't seem to have an answer.
When my birthday came last week and my team at work surprised me with a beautiful cake, I ate a piece. It had my name on it, so I really could not refuse it without appearing impolite. It was okay. I had a piece and was done. When they wrapped up the leftovers for me to take home to my DH, I did not refuse. I had another small piece that night and ended up about 250 calories out of range. I weighted myself the next morning The number was quite high. Logically I know that cake did not cause a 5 lb gain, but the part of me that was slowly becoming more discouraged by the lack of loss took over. I felt like I could have achieved the same number by putting in no effort. In one moment I made a bad decision. A decision to give up all the good habits I had rebuilt. I was going to have pizza, more cake and whatever else might get in front of me.
The "cake incident" was four days ago. Halfway through today, it occurred to me that what I had done over the last few days was even more disappointing than a lack of weight loss. I'm not going to take the approach that I have already wrecked the day and will just restart tomorrow. I've got my tennis shoes on and I will workout. I will have a healthy dinner. I'm the only one that can stop the slide.