Um, it’s been a rough few weeks. Apparently that .4 gain has completely screwed with my mind. Not good. I don’t remember the last day that I was actually on the plan.
Sometimes having an “all-or-nothing” type personality can be a good thing. Well, if it’s both “all” and something productive. However, it’s not good when you let one rough day {or week} get you completely off track from whatever you’re trying to accomplish.
I didn’t weigh in last week. Heck, I didn’t even go to the meeting. The topic was something I probably really needed to hear, too: Staying on plan on the weekends.
Knowing how bad I’ve been these past couple of weeks is really making me not want to go this week either. Oy vey.
I feel it necessary to “confess” a few of my indiscretions:
* I’ve been drinking soda like crazy. I really just shouldn’t buy it. Especially Coke. Seriously. My name is Misti, and I’m a Coke addict.
* I bought chips & cheese dip at the store the other day. Another major weakness. I thought about calling or texting one of my friends to talk me down {ha!}, but didn’t {obviously, or I wouldn’t be writing about it}.
* I have been to Dunkin Donuts {twice} this week. Sob.
I’m sure there are {a lot} more, but I’ll leave you with that little snapshot.
This week I HAVE to go to the meeting. And, as much as I REALLY don’t want to, I need to weigh in. I need to see the number, deal with it and move on.