Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Ha, just kidding. About the quiting I mean. The weight gain was real. On a positive note, that is the very first weight gain I have had in all these weeks. Sometimes I am up in the middle of the week, but it's the first one I've had on a Monday morning weigh in. It is normal to go up and down a bit on a diet, so I'm going to try really hard not to let this bump in the road totally trip me up. Speaking of bumps in the road....
I had one slip up the whole week, honestly I think it only contributed but isn't the full cause. I was weighing higher all week if I got on the scale. I felt a little bloated all week and my digestion was a sluggish. Then I fell while running on Friday and got cut up and bruised. I fell really hard, full body face plant, all the way to the ground kind of fall. Plus I was really stressed all week (car problems, tenant problems, vacation and tax planning, baby repeating Kindergarten issues) but I didn't reach out to food all week, until Friday.
Turns out, my worst enemy on a diet is not cake or sweets. It is a bag of Doritos. If they are in my possession, I am unable to monitor myself. This should be relatively simple to solve, right? No Doritos in the house! They are banned, I say banned! They were already banned, I thought, but my kids were having friends over for Movie & Pizza night after my disastrous Friday fall. I thought the chips would be fun too. I opened them and inhaled half the bag before I realized what I was even doing. Then I was fine all weekend, perfect for Easter. After I weighed Monday on morning I was so let down, and thought, what the hell, I went back and finished that bag. No more Doritos in my house!
I beat myself up about it all night. I felt uncomfortably full, irritable and was blabbering on and on to my Husband how I had screwed it all up. He finally looked up from his laptop long enough to say "It was just ONE day Amber, get over it". So I thought about this little nugget of wisdom (hey, you have to take what you get!) and figured that I have been on the Belly Fat Cure for about 168 days. And I'm going to be on it for many, many more days. Hundreds of days. So one terrible, very bad day is bound to happen. It's how you deal with the day after, and the day after that.
Part of me wanted to starve myself or do shakes for a day to make up for all those Carbs yesterday. But instead I just went right back on the wagon. No skipping or cutting corners. I'm going to dance with the one who brung me. The Belly Fat Cure got me this far and I'm trying hard not to let one day bring me down.
I would love to hear how you all have overcome weight gains while dieting. Was it the beginning of the end, or just a blip on a the radar?