So there are my weigh-ins for the last two weeks. That’s what not tracking, too many out to eats, and a few too many beers gets you.
I’d be lying if I didn’t say I wasn’t upset with myself. In fact I spent a lot of yesterday hating on myself. I knew that I’d be up at my monthly weigh-in and just was annoyed.
But like I said, I haven’t been tracking and have gotten back into that nasty habit of weighing myself daily. And man, that daily weighing shit totally gets in my head. I’ve talked about it before and how I can let it affect my day. So, it wasn’t like I didn’t know I was gaining. Because I totally did, but I figured that I would get right back on track and I would be good. And I did that, then something would come up (like s’mores on a certain camping trip or dinner out a lot) and I wouldn’t track after that.
This girl was track-a-lackin!
Last Wednesday I bought a new tracker (the 3 month journal is my fave!) and on Thursday (start of my WW week) I got back to the basics!
I wrote down everything that entered my mouth.
Ordered smart when eating out.
Stayed off the scale (except for yesterday morning, which put me in a crappy mood).
Drank my h2o! (Pop free since August 1st!)
Moved my body!
I thought for sure that one week back on track would cause me to shed those excess pounds and I wouldn’t have to pay this week. Ha! I was only setting myself up for disappointment.
So when I stepped on the scale yesterday morning and didn’t see the number I wanted, I started beating myself up. And when I put on a dress to wear and it didn’t look as good as I thought it should, I beat myself up.
It’s not often I have days where I hate on myself, but yesterday was definitely one of them. I put a lot of pressure on myself sometimes. Especially since I do this whole blog thing and have you all watching me. When I ‘fail,’ I feel like I’m letting you guys down. And even more so when I get messages like telling me that I can’t gain the weight back. Ummm…last time I checked, this is life and gains happen. I need to remind myself of that too.
This is life, I had a little too much fun the month of July and now it’s about learning how to still have fun and not go crazy. Luckily, my birthday doesn’t happen more than once a year.
I’m in a good head space today. I’m going to not set myself up to be disappointed on the scale next Wednesday. I’m just going to keep working on the basics and make the week awesome.
Because all I can do is do my best.
Oh and thank you Sara for sharing this with me on Instagram last night, I really needed the reminder. Because even on my worst days, I’m still inspiring. <3
How are you all doing this week/month?
Do you have days where you just beat yourself up?