I may not be there yet, but I’m closer than I was yesterday.
Okay, I’ll admit it, I fell off the wagon.
Two weeks ago I weighed in and I was down seven full pounds in just six weeks of monitoring! And then it got cold.
For me, winter brings certain images to mind: comfy clothes, a well-lit and warm house, and the ability to sit, wrapped in a blanket, in front of my open refrigerator.
Not that I do (the latter), but I like the thought of it. When the days get cold I start turning more and more towards the refrigerator. It’s depressing but true.
Yesterday I asked my husband to bake some chocolate chip cookies. He looked nervous. “The last time I made you chocolate chip cookies you threatened my life.”
“I did not!”
“Yes you did, you said I was making you fat and that if I made you cookies again it was because I wanted to keep you fat and miserable.”
I feigned shock and disbelief, despite my clear memory of saying something just like that, “I would never say that to you!”
He made me cookies. And they were very good!
However, I had climbed back on the wagon on Monday (having regained 1.5 pounds in a week of unmonitored eating)and despite having three large cookies yesterday, found myself on track once again. I’m down 1/2 pound from my weight two weeks ago!
Total # of Days: 59
Current total weight loss: 7.5 pounds
Weight left to lose: 42
By next summer I hope to fit into clothing sizes I haven’t dreamed of in nearly fifteen years.
Organizing – whether it is cleaning out a closet, a drawer, or organized weight loss – has its ups and downs. There are times when you won’t want to do it, when you can’t stand the thought of trying to figure out where you should put that pile of objects. Jump off the wagon for a while and go for a walk or see a movie. Relax, regroup, and come back to it with a refreshed attitude.
Eventually you will find that falling off the wagon can be viewed as a good thing — you feel even better with your successes once you jump back on!