The past couple of weeks felt like rolling down a road of landmines. Both of us rode over the mines in the form of desserts, heavy dinners, party food, dining-out pitfalls (like delicious, evil french fries). Predictably, what blew up was our weight. Well, OK, not exactly blown, but just not a big week for losing weight. Starting with Friday night we just had too many events to attend, and we seemed to arrive at each one starving. We didn't set ourselves up very well to succeed.
First thing Monday we got back on track, and hope to make a rebound for this Saturday's weigh in.
One positive thing I have to say for us, is that we never totally gorged ourselves like we easily could have. We managed to at least support each other in maintaining reasonable portion control. That is something we can take into the future after we reach our goal weights and need to maintain the goals we achieve.
Whenever it happens to a person on a weight loss program, the first day or weekend of veering off course can be a "make or break" week. After the bad days, or bad weekends, we hit the crossroads of "Well, a couple of bad days. I can just get back on track now" or "Aaagh, I'm a failure so I'll just quit!" I'm glad to have Michelle as support in this because in doing it alone, I am more likely to fail.
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