No matter the plan... we all Blog to Lose!
Next time I go crazy on malt balls or anything else, I don't want you guys to be understanding--I want you to kick my butt! :P Guilt me! Tell me not to drop the ball on everything I worked for! (too late now for what happened the other day!)
I think that's one reason I did well on weight watchers--because if I gained, there was that SHAME you experience of weighing in and having someone write it down and have others overhear that there was a gain--plus-since you pay by the month-it's sort of wasted money for that week if you didn't lose.
Also-that's one of the reasons I stopped going to ww--because of the same reasons it worked. It's strange....
Of course, mostly, it was because the ww meetings by me were at 6 and on that day of the week, I would hardly eat anything all day so I would weigh the least I could for the weigh in--and OMG-was I tired and cranky those days. I go tired of being that way.....
I need tough love. I've been giving into cravings! WTF?? I was doing good. Help me.
When you've gone overboard, post on here exactly what you ate and how much and I will be sure to give you tough love comments about it. :)
I won't be mean etc--don't worry. :)
I will need it. I will be back. Today was a good day, but at this time, these good days don't always last and I will need that kick in the pants.
YOU'D BETTER STAY AWAY FROM THOSE MALT BALLS, OR ELSE!!!! (How was that?)
Have a great day!
After I ate like 6, I took the rest of them and put them in the trash and then mashed it down, smeared trash on it, and stepped on it --to prevent "fishing" later. :P
Wow! Way to go!!! If you get them out and eat them after doing that, I am going to track you down and drag you to therapy :0)
Too much of a germaphobe to do that--but, they're outside in the trash can so unless I plan to chase the garbage truck down the street to scoop them out of there, I'm safe.....but, if I did something that wacky, I would think I DEFINITELY need therapy. :P
Humm, maybe tough love is what I need! I mean the last two titles of my blog posts should say it all "Maybe I Need Prayer" (posted on July 8th) and "Help! My Diet is Broken. Or Maybe It's Me" (posted today). I've been stuck in a plateau over the last few weeks. I'm not loosing weight as fast as I was in the beginning and I've hovering around the weight I was at for about 3 years before I got pregnant last year. It's like my body is like, Oh yeah, I remember this weight, let's stay here! And I feel like I am subconsciously helping out the "enemy's" team. I'm losing patience and motivation for staying on course and that can undo the 20 -24lb weight loss that I have achieved so far. Plus I am having a hard time sticking to the diet plan I chose and I'm thinking it's time to do something else or else. I'm doing great with working out but if I don't get my eating on a course I can stick with, I will lose motivation to do that too.
Ok, I'm gonna stop this run on sentence...lay it on me :>)
I need all the tough love I can get! Been trying for at least five years! I lose it, gain it and then some, lose it, and then gain some more. It's time to cut out the gaining.