Time to Get out of Denial Land

I got down to my goal range last year for my daughter's wedding, but as usual have been screwing around with overeating "just this once" ( Yeah, right. How do I so easily convince myself of that, after so many years of "just this once" snowballing into an avalanche of weight gain and denial of what was really going on? I think this is one case where my love of magical thinking and the realm of the imagination trips me up.) I asked for a gym membership for Christmas and while going 4 to 5 times a week, continued to gain weight because I was such a good girl for going, I deserved a little treat, or ten, "just this once".

Of course, I also gave away all but my smallest size summer clothes, and now that warm weather is approaching, I am once again screwed, because I will have nothing to put on my body besides pjs. Nothing shocks you out of denial like trying to pull pants that fit 4 weeks ago past your thighs or trying to zip a zipper and finding that you are at least an inch away from accomplishing the task, no matter what sucking in or lying down or slippery undergarment you bring to the table. (I draw the line at Spanx. I am a comfort over fashion girl.)

Unfortunately, three weeks ago I fell on my face onto a sidewalk and sprained my ankle, so I am only midway through a 6 week doctor ordered R & R. Still, I need to do what I can in these three weeks to derail this runaway train of food therapy I've been riding. I need to get my head back in the game and remember how much better I was feeling last summer. I have only regained 20 of the 50 pounds I lost. This is the time to make a u turn, not when I am as heavy and miserable as I was at my highest weight. So this is the start of my quest. Today, not tomorrow. I have reset my Spark page. I have weighed in. And off we go!