Up 1.4

I have been dreading stepping on the scale all morning. I knew it was going to go up, I just didn't know by how much. When I stepped on the scale, I swear I heard a spring pop. No, really, it wasn't that bad. I expected much more than 1.4 considering what I've eaten over the past week and a half. My lack of tracking, binges because I'm trying to feel better about being sick, missed meeting last week and utter disregard for my health have caught up with me.

Here's the good news though: I know what made the scale go up.

That means I can change it. After my WW meeting this morning, I feel ready to face the week ahead. It's going to have some interesting challenges (I'm saving those for another post), but I feel like I can do this. I've scaled back on what I'm allowed to eat so hopefully, that will help the stomach/gallbladder issues I've been having. I realized yesterday after finishing an entire box of poptarts (Yes, you read that right...the whole box), that I am trying to medicate myself with food. So, if I'm going to do that, why not medicate before I'm sick instead of after. It's like birth control pills and I've been on those for years, so I should have a grasp of the concept.

Yesterday, I put up some pictures. My before weight gain pics and my after weight gain pics. I called the after gain pictures my before pictures though. That means that I have to move forward and down (the scale) because there will be after pictures! Just you wait!