Well, now that Auntie Flo has left town my restriction has gone down.
It's still much better than what I have been dealing with for the last 8 months, so I not crying too hard.
This past week reminded me of what it is to have real restriction. You have to really plan and take small bites and chew chew chew. My eating was bad even though I couldn't eat too much at a time. Sunday, I ate a lot of popcorn and some chips and queso. I was up to 203 lbs on Monday morning.
I vowed to use my tool on Monday, and so far this week, I have!! I have been eating mainly solid foods, and I have been exercising again. I was down to 199 this morning. I do NOT want to cross in to the 200 mark again. Ever.
I have been inspired by many people on the same journey as I am on. Elena is one of them. She has really concentrated on her health. She is eating very well and exercising. She looks absolutely fantastic and is in a size 8 now.
My journey has to be mine........and I have to do the right thing for me. I am still inspired and can see the beautiful transformation she has had and I want the same for myself.
Crying over the last 8 months does me no good. I am taking energy away from what I need to be using it on. My future.
Letting go of my addictions, of my fears, of my self-bashing ways is what I am doing now. I have many years to live in this body and live with myself (hopefully), so I want to spend those years with the happiest, healthiest Melly possible.