coyoterun

I  hate roller coasters, always have, even when I was a kid.  I wouldn’t ride them when we went to the fair or to Six Flags!  Here I am stuck on one.  My scales’ battery died, it took me some time to remember to replace it–I was pleasantly surprised to see that I hadn’t gained nearly as much as I feared (only 1 pound!).   I decided to weigh only once a week, not drive myself crazy looking every day.  I lost the pound, was back to where I was, then I lost another pound and was really pleased.  Then despite what I promised myself I stepped on the scale last night, and wham, it read 190, where did those 3 pounds come from!!!  this drives me nuts–I think I ‘m doing good, going in the right direction and then out of no where, weight gain.  I swear I haven’t done anything different–haven’t binged out, haven’t eaten larger portions, changed anything.  This is what makes me want to throw up my hands and say to hell with the whole thing….I know if I do that  I’ll be in trouble fast…but it is so frustrating.  So I made a batch of chocolate chip cookies and had some, I know it was NOT the thing to do, but what the heck–I took most of them to Josh and Tony put a pretty good dent in the ones that were left.  This is the kind of thing that I have a really hard time dealing with, it seems like when I really try to be careful it goes wrong.  I’ve been trying really hard, specially the last few months, to keep a handle on my eating.  I’m an emotional eater, and with all the stuff going on with Josh, staying away from comfort food is a BIG struggle.  I thought I was doing pretty good.  It makes me so mad!!!   Ok I’ve had my fit and stomped my feet, thanks for letting me get it out.  Here is my plan for getting on with this journey.  Eat breakfast, drink water, try to have our largest meal at lunch, drink water, have a lite supper, have a snack while watching TV or reading and get more exercise.  I hope that following this plan will get that scale going in the right direction.   I want to get off this roller coaster.