It wasn’t a tremendous gain, but a gain none-the-less. It’s sad. It’s demoralizing. I am working very hard to lose weight and get in shape, so to see a gain is disheartening. I have just recently written about my struggles with food and I know that Easter weekend didn’t help matters (eating mini eggs) nor the days afterwards where I ate out more than I should have and I didn’t workout as much as normal. I basically went overboard with sugar and fat. I need to realize that although I am bigger and the weight should just be coming off (whatever), my body is in fact very sensitive to sugar and fat and unless I watch it hyper carefully, I can go over my limits in the blink of an eye. Lesson learned.
I think what I need to do is to put posters up around my apartment kitchen stating my goals and telling myself to think about what I am eating before putting it in my mouth. I tend to just eat things on a whim. So I guess the other thing I need to do is plan better. And I am normally pretty good at this, but I was lazy last weekend, didn’t make my breakfasts. But this weekend I was more vigilant, making breakfasts, protein bars and brown rice.
Now to try and not let the gain get to me. That’s easier said than done, honestly.