I was inspired by Jen at Prior Fat Girl to re-think why I started my whole weight loss journey. This has been weighing heavily (no pun intended) on my mind lately.
Most of you know that I reached my goal weight about 3 weeks ago. Since then, I have spiralled out of control. Not quite understanding why though. I mean I was dieting last year during the holidays and did just fine. As a matter of fact from Thanksgiving until Christmas 2009, I lost 9.8 pounds. I was walking down the path of destruction.
I am ashamed to even put this out there. But in the past 2 weeks, I gained 5.4 pounds. How did I let this happen? Honestly, I can tell you how. Chocolate chip cookies, gingerbread cookies, cupcakes, fudge. Anything sweet I could get my grubby paws on. Well, factor in a little a bit of stress and you have a recipe for destruction.
Seriously, I think I was also testing myself. I mean, the goal weight is what we have in our sights for so long, right? So excited to reach it. I will finally be done. NOT. Gaining that much weight so fast, I had a big reality check. Just because I reached my goal weight doesn't mean I am done. This just proved to me that this IS a lifelong change. Finally, I found it somewhere inside me to get my act together again. So pulling myself up by the boot straps, I managed to get back on track.
With so many things out of control in my life, I believe I started my weight loss journey because it is the ONE thing that I really can control.