Fell down, went boom!
Monday, August 24, 2009
The first of August, I pinballed my way down the stairs of my house, broke my foot, and bruised and battered myself. I don't know why I'm such a klutz sometimes--I wonder if I have some sort of subconscious self-destructive urge.
It's taken me until yesterday to really get my act back together on the health and diet front. I left for vacation a few days after my fall, and I didn't feel like I had the mental energy to be careful about my food. I wasn't terrible, but I just wasn't tracking calories while I was gone. When I came back, I had a nasty sinus infection that sapped my motivation and left me in a total brain fog. I couldn't figure out why I couldn't get back on track and thought I was just totally bummed about the broken foot. Once I got some antibiotics in my system, though, my motivation returned and I feel a million times better.
So I fell down in more ways than one. I still have not been able to overcome emotional eating. I know that "overcoming" is unlikely, in any event--but I'm back to thinking of it as a "one day at a time" effort. When I feel lousy, I want food. I didn't eat as much this month as I would have before I found SP a year ago, but I have gained a few more pounds, putting me back up to 167. But I think that gain will give me new motivation to really push to lose. 167 is definitely outside my comfort zone. So I am hoping to lose what I've gained and more in September.
Pick yourself up, brush yourself off, and start all over again!