If at first you don't succeed......try, try

Been back from my camping vacation in virtual wilderness since Saturday.  I think the theme of this post is going to have a common thread with a few others I've stumbled upon from other members.

While I managed to stay faithful for the first few days of vacation, I found it extremely challenging when faced with my non-supportive family who are like drug pushers shoving Reese's peanut butter cups, potato chips, all forms of fatty meats and the like in my face.  I felt I'd made a reasonable compromise by staying on track for 2/3 mealsl per day and allowing 1 meal to include the hamburger, hot dog, bratwurst or any other number of items whose tantilizing odors were being cooked before my eyes.  Suffice it to say, by the end of the week I was shoving my face full of little debbie's snack cakes, too and still eating my salads with no dressing saying "yes, I'm doing my best".  AHHH, the lies we tell ourselves.

What I noticed: the wonderous improvement in health I'd noticed after a mere 3 weeks on this plan totally disappeared after only 3 days returning to the meats and incorporation of fatty foods.  I'd lay in bed with insomnia because of general stomach discomfort and looming heartburn.  Yet I still felt powerless over these addictive foods that I thought I'd conquered.

Now, here I am trying desperately to get back to the place I was before this disastrous vacation began and I'm really struggling.  The best laid plans and the best intentions are now thwarted by the grumblings in my tummy that have returned as a result of this addiction and "toxic hunger that comes with these unhealthy foods.  My latest vice: brownies.

I'll get back on this ETL.  I am really good until I get home.  Then I seem to get cravings.  I don't have this crap in my house, but I manage to find it somewhere.  My neighbors take me out, I go to the grocery store.  It's amazing how creative the desperate person can get.  Last night I went to the movies and just had to have buttery popcorn!  AAAAHHHH  Can I blame this on PMS?  If that's a good excuse, I'm willing to.

So, I go on trying and trying again.  I must make it back to that ETL sweet spot.  I was not hungry.  I was satisfied and I felt great.  I had no cravings........darn hormones.