For me, it usually sends me into a kind of a tail spin where I figure I've already screwed up - what's it matter? The thing I don't think about is that it DOES matter. It matters that I'm psychologically giving myself an out. It matters that I'm putting myself in worse shape than before. And dammit, I'm not going to do it this time!
For the past week, I have eaten SO much fried foods that I'm surprised my arteries aren't completely clogged. Fried shrimp, fried fish, fried hushpuppies, fried crabcakes, fried macaroni and cheese. Not to mention all the potato chips, french fries, brownies (thanks to my darling baker of a sister), and soda.
I'm making a stand.
It's bound to happen again, but that's alright. Indulging a couple times a year isn't nearly as bad as indulging (our should I say binging?) EVERY day of the year. I weighed this morning - I'm back up to 302, but that's alright. I'm DETERMINED to lose it again.
Life's a learning process - and I just have to learn moderation ;)
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