Today should be my weekly weigh-in day, but because I'm not home, it's not. I made a mistake by trying to get on Tracy's scale this morning, but no matter what it read, I wasn't going to be happy with it, so I'm not sure why I even tried. If it had registered a loss, I wouldn't have trusted it, and the gain I saw I'm not sure WAS an actual gain.
That said, I have been very slack on my water for the past three days, and I've indulged in some peanuts that were salted, although I tried to get as much salt off as possible as I ate them. Still...it all adds up. So my plan for the next couple of days is to flush my body with as much water as I can stand, and do my best to stay STRICTLY on point until I can get back to my OWN scale, which will measure the gain/loss accurately, even if the weight itself is not specifically accurate.
I can feel myself getting really antsy. Today makes a week since I've been home, and I am really, really ready to be back there. I miss my hubby....terribly. I miss my boys. I miss my comfort zone. I really appreciate Tracy's hospitality this week, but sleeping on her couch is taking its toll on my body, as well, and I am longing for my own bed. I know all this stress has been contributing to my not-so-strict adherence to my protocol, but at this point in the program, I absolutely can NOT afford to fall off the wagon, as I have so many times in the past. I MUST stay the course!!
So...back to being a good girl....the best girl I know how to be. And the rest will just have to sort itself out over the weekend. I'm not a child that can't handle a little adversity. I'm not a whiner....at least, I don't want to be. And if I can't suck up a few days away from home, then I'm not as tough as I've always let on to the world that I was. And that, to me, is unacceptable. I can tough out a couple more days, and then I'll be home, and the worst of this winter, God willing, will be OVER.
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