But then I bounced back

Last week we talked about how I almost relapsed...Today we talk about my comeback. Let me tell you now, recovery is a roller coaster...

The gray, that is August 23rd, when I stood and said enough, when I said I am done with the up and down...when I started recovery for the third time. Well, the third time is the charm.

I have been more diligent since the 1st of January, but I have not faltered in 175 days. I ma having bigger and bigger victories and I am having more fun. You know what they say Girl's just wanna have fun!

So I spent some time in thought this past week, and I do apologize that nothing was posted on Friday or Saturday, but I do not think I stopped moving either day till late and could not process a full thought.  But, before I digress completely....here is what I learned this week.

 Self pity is a wasted emotion, yes please let me feel sorry for myself because I can not eat a candy bar after 8:30....but I am able to bend over and pick up something off the floor, a twin size blanket is the perfect snuggle blanket for me and my mini...but yes let me feel sorry for myself...

*disclaimer this is how I feel about me doing it and I am not discrediting it as an emotion nor am I putting down those that struggle with it. I used to and from time to to time still do...this blog is my journey back from that and at times is blunt and harsh...inner dialogue only and always. But as always MY blog, not a bakery so I do not sugar coat*

 I also realized that yes it may suck sucking down ice water when I would rather be crushing late night snacks with my girls....I would rather be able to shift comfortably in my seat at the theater with my girls. I mean seriously if I had kept partaking in the late night I wouldn't be able to sit in a chair at the movies

 I also have to stop planning so far ahead and stop pouting so much about what I have missed out on already. I could not do this, but in a few months I should....but then in a few months I still can't...now I am disappointed and right back in that crazy cycle. Like here is the deal, I bought a size of a shirt that should have been huge and baggy...it was not. I was upset and was ready to throw in the towel. Then I looked at the material and the fact I am in a sports bra....OH yea, clothes made of that cling and a regular bra will change the look. Because I paused and stayed present.

 This week I hit some milestones and this week I started Phase 3!!

Here are the side by sides!! The numbers are below...but this is where I bounced back...I realized that I am a mere 3.4 pounds away from being under 300 pounds again!!! I am this close to losing the first 10% of my body weight!!

So I am gonna sign off...this is not one of my best, but I am in a thought mode for a better one on Friday....this was the follow up to last week and to show you that even when you want to quite,

there is a reason to keep going! Till Friday.....