10
Sep

180 [not my weight, silly, my direction!]

Much better, thanks!

See what a little hard work, a hot shower, some makeup and some sleep can do for ya! I’ve gotten so much done today and feel like a million. Well, a thousand. OK a hundred. But I feel pretty dang good. I’ve eaten healthy [so far] and I think I can make it through the evening. I just have to keep reminding myself instead of getting sucked into the whole watching TV – letting everything else go to heck – eating like I’ve been in a concentration camp for six months – syndrome. Is that a syndrome? Is that actually the name for it? Well, for me, I know it exists!

My weight is way up there but I’m going to get through this. I’m grateful to be able to recover from what happened the last couple of nights. Sometimes I feel like I don’t have any power over the situation, but I know I do and I know I can do better than that. For Pete’s sake, let’s get a little perspective here.

I’m going to remember how good I have felt in the past when I have taken care of myself — taken care of business — treated myself like I should. And hopefully I will remember, just a tad — enough to make me never want to go there again — how if felt to be that out of control, that stuffed, that sick to my stomach, that miserable.

Blessings [to me . . . and anyone else who had a crappy night like that one!]