I've been reading quite a few posts lately about falling off the 'wagon' and coming back on board, but it shows me how dedicated we really are to ourselves to get better/healthier. No matter how many times we may fall off, trip over, no matter how many lbs we may put back on, we can dust ourselves off, and to use my favourite phrase 'put our big girl panties on' and deal with it. Myself included. The important thing - to keep getting up and getting back on board. The thing is - what is it that sets us off and how do we put the brakes on it?
I know there's lots of talk about controlling the 8' around us and it's how we deal with things, but hey - theory good, in real life not so great. Emotions, stress, family, temptations, you name it, we have to find a way to deal with it, and we all know it ain't that easy. Some days we cruise through life, other days - break out the cake!
My life - not so crash hot atm, but that's another issue, but I did fall off and bounced along the road quite a bit, put weight back on, applied the brakes, took weight off, fell off and put it on. Now happy to say that have hopped back on and feeling better.
It was a bit precarious on Day 1, but I'm sure the ghost of Doug was looking after me - I was in the mindset, everything prepared and had to go into town. Friend came with me and decided she wanted fish & chips (fries to y'all) (fish is battered and deep fried), I would like to say I wouldn't have succumed to the temptation, but will never know cos (thank you God) the shop was closed. It was one of those crossroads moments. Day 2, walked into my daughter's local supermaket on a visit and all the Lindor Chocolates (my absolute favourites) were all 1/2 price. I was speechless, during my gorging none of the things I used to love were on sale - I give them up and they pop up everywhere. I just had to have a laugh to myself otherwise I think I would have run screaming or curled up in a little ball sobbing. NB - I still have my sense of humor.
Emotions are my downfall, I know I stuff things down my throat so words don't come out. Words I don't want to say that might hurt others feelings, instead they hurt mine. The thing is though, I would rather hurt myself than anyone else, it's just the way I am and I have to find another way to deal (preferably not by eating). Stress and finances also have factored in but I can put those to one side as I can't do much about them and they don't make me want to eat. I tend to do a 'head in a bucket of sand' scenario on those.
I'm not sure what made me hop back on and stick to fts, but I think it was the scale. I know we all hate the scale (lord knows I could have shot it any number of times), but it was the realisation that I had put back nearly all the weight I had lost in just a number of months. I mean, we all know that weight comes back on faster than off - but really!!!!!!
But looking at that scale and realising all that wasted effort. Damn damn, double damn (excuse language). I was not happy and when you're eating everything in sight and you still not happy - as Dr Phil would say "how's that working out for ya?" Well it wasn't, so therefore to change you have to change your actions.
They say it gets harder everytime you fall off and start again - well yes in one way and that is getting into your mindset and starting, but easier in the sense that you know what works and what to do.
It's good in a sense that I am not the only one (sorry guys) and to know others deal with the same issues.
So what were your 'triggers' and your 'brakes'.
