I've been on a - very committed - weight loss journey for over a year and a half. I started at almost 284 pounds and about two months ago I hit the 100 lb weight loss mark. Nothing, it seemed, could slow me down. Not even quarantine and covid. I HAD THIS.
Then, I got in a car accident. I had a concussion and was basically told to "rest" for as long as the dizziness took to go away (just over a month, for the record). Working out had been such a great coping mechanism for me, I did it up to 5 times a week. Weights and no weights. Cardio and no cardio. Suddenly this coping mechanism was gone. Without it, I found myself slipping back into old habits. Especially comfort eating.
I'm pretty healed up now and can get back to working out, but I'm having difficulty pulling myself back out of this hole. Today alone I had a large fry, a chicken sandwhich, a bag of fritos, frozen yogurt, and 4 granola bars.
Trying not to hate myself and trying to rediscover the discipline I seem to have lost track of
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