Staying focused can be difficult. This month I had one of those weeks where I took my eye off the prize. My diet was not where it should have been, and I had a battle with sugar, and sugar won. Temporarily. There is one week out of every month that used to completely derail my efforts, and if you're a woman, you know what I mean. Cravings would seem like they were out of my control, and before this year started, I usually gave in. Some months seem to pass on by now without a hiccup, but this month sure had me guessing where my appetite was coming from. And the worst part was I was craving foods that I know will not help me reach my goals. This photo is a good depiction of how that week went:
So what did I do? Well, for starters, I avoided the scale for a few days. (I don't recommend this.) I actually put it out of sight. I knew it was going to be brutally honest with me, and confirm the reality of my poor choices. I embraced the "whoa is me" attitude for a couple of days (secretly, of course), and then after those few days were over, I pulled out the scale. Let's just say I was shocked. In about 2 weeks time, I had managed to put on eight pounds. I'm sure "Aunt Flo", and the inevitable bloating had some to do with it, but sodium was definitely not my friend either. Nor was the pizza, hot dogs, cookies, frappachino... oy, that's embarrassing. Anyway, I will endure this public mini-humiliation in an effort to help you!
Here it is one week after getting on that scale and I'm back at my "pre-destruction" weight. I didn't skip a workout during those "dark days" either, which kept my gym routine safe and sound, but I've mentioned it before, you cannot eat junk and correct it with exercise. I knew my weight gain would be temporary, but this is the time that many people throw in the towel. My last post I talked about failure, and I'll admit, I had to take my own advice!