Remember that post I wrote and posted pictures in a bikini? Yea. I was feeling so good when I wrote that. Good enough to post pictures of myself in a bikini. I mean, come on.
Ha. If you saw me now, just a mere 7 days later, you wouldn’t know what to think. And you wouldn’t be so kind.
What happened you ask?
Well, I fell off the wagon. More like jumped off while it was speeding down the interstate. I can’t tell you when this all happened, but man. It’s bad.
Yes, I am on Weight Watchers. But honestly, it’s easy to stop counting for a day or two. I know that’s where it all began. I just stopped counting one day because I knew I would be drinking a beer or a glass of wine. That turned into 2 beers or 2 glasses of wine. Get the picture?
So I have gained some weight recently. It’s not a huge amount, only about 3lbs, but I am not really happy about it. I am also not really doing anything to change it yet either. I know what I need to do, but I just don’t want to right now. Is that bad? Obviously it’s bad. That was a stupid question.
How do I start counting points again like I did before? And how do I be strict about it? Why did this all of a sudden change? I can’t have french fries next to me or a burger or else I go crazy. I do love me some french fries peeps.
I need to start doing better about counting and dieting in general. I also need to start working out. Sigh. Why do I just hate it so much? I want to love it, I do. But I absolutely hate it. It’s not really the sweating either. That doesn’t bother me. It’s getting the motivation up to actually make it to the gym and work out. I think I need a trainer! I will have to look into that.
Anyways, the point of this rambling post is that I have fallen off the wagon and I am finally holding myself accountable for it. I knew dieting wouldn’t be easy, so I am not surprised by this. But I need to start getting it in check or I will gain back everything I lost in the first place and I can’t have that.
So, starting today I am back to being really good on my diet. I might even go to the gym this week. Don’t count your chickens though…that might not happen.
What have you done when you fell off the wagon?
How did you motivate yourself to get back on it?