I was KILLING the weight loss game. The weight was flying off. No cravings. Incredible workouts. Incredible nutrition.
And then I went home for Easter. I got compliments from family on the weight loss. And then I binged over 7,000 calories Saturday and over 5,000 on Sunday. Yes, you read that right. 12,000 calories - with zero exercise I might add. SHOVING food in my mouth. Not remotely hungry. I swear some sort of demon came over me. I’ve been sobbing. But guess what. I’m not going to try to do a “prolonged fast” to undo the damage. (No hate to fasting people out there - mad respect - I just would fail miserably and binge again after)
And I’m not gonna keep beating myself up either. In fact, I’m not gonna give one bad weekend another ounce of my thought. It happened, or sucked, I regret it, but it’s over and I can’t go back and change the past. And you know what? I’ve come a long long LONG way and I will get back to where I was in no time.
So for anyone feeling down - we got this. It wouldn’t be life if things didn’t go wrong every now and then. Bad times truly make the good times better. I’m ready to crush a week of workouts and hopefully by the end of this or next week be right back to where I was.
And honestly - how lucky are we to have this food struggle be something we can control? Shit goes wrong socially/professionally/in all sorts of other ways for reasons entirely out of our hands. But food choice is TOTALLY within our control. So I’m taking back that control. I dictate my health. And I do a pretty damn good job of it, I messed up, but I’m back to KILLING the game starting today. Let’s go.
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