I committed to losing weight on February 1st. Since then, I experienced nonstop, steady weight loss and was more than bolstered by it. I felt vindicated, you know?
So, I figured that a weekend off wouldn’t do me any harm. I thought that maybe I would gain a pound and be right back on track. I’m not talking about a few cheats. I’m talking about two straight up “anything goes” cheat days. Nonetheless, what harm could I do in just two days!? Quite a bit, actually.
I gained almost three pounds. Maybe a little bit of that is sodium-fueled water retention, but it’s two days later and my weight has not budged an ounce.
I know that I need to keep my head on straight. I’ve been fortunate to have such a good start to my weight loss, but not everyone is blessed to get such immediate feedback even though they work their asses off. So, yeah. I am basically experiencing my first setback and I need to stay focused.
I may not win my first diet bet because of the choices I made over the weekend, but I can’t let those mistakes bring me down. Now I know how mega-cheating affects me mentally and physically. The next time that I cheat, it’s going to be a healthy cheat. Rather than doing the whole nine yards of sugary alcoholic beverages, lobster nachos, a sundae (!)… I’m going to make a clean paleo style dessert. Or, I’ll have a couple of glasses of wine. I can still have fun, but I need to remember that my body no longer wants and can’t really handle me being bad.
I still have seven days until I MUST submit my weight to diet bet. Six days, to be real. I mean, if you submit 10 minutes late, you’ve lost. If one of my pounds really is just sodium weight that could flush away, I can still win this. If not, the odds are a bit lower… BUT THAT’S OKAY.
I’m going to do my best. I’m going to learn from my mistakes. I’m gonna kick some a**.