Shrek and I are on vacation this week. I always make hubby take this upcoming week off as I really hate working on my birthday. My week went really well this past week and it showed this morning at the scales. Down another 5 pounds...woo hoo ! I am also happy to report that for the very first time I managed to snag 2 swimsuits off the rack and didn't have to order from a catalog. I am actually looking forward to my birthday this year. I have never enjoyed my birthday, usually way to many expectations on my part.
I tend to be impatient with myself. It is a truism in that no one is as hard on you as you yourself. Today at meeting people were talking about how they have been struggling as of late. My heart goes out to each and every one of my friends. Struggle is part and parcel of this craptastic process, like it or not. I struggle with my wants and cravings on a daily basis. Now when I am eating something that I know was not a wise choice on my part I try to stop for a second (which in and of itself is a tough flipping thing to accomplish)and ask myself why and what am I doing.
Sometimes it helps sometimes it doesn't. Now I log my feelings down beside the food I felt that I couldn't pass up. I don't dwell on how I have strayed. I put my journal aside and I try to make the next moment, hour, day better. When I have moved beyond the issue that helped me to seek food as a comfort I go back and read. I try to learn what set me off. Accept, learn, move on.
This is a journey that nevers ends. Fear not for we are not alone on this journey and if you just reach out your hand, someone will surely reach back.
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