Not the best night.
I had a great couple of food days, and an awesome workout both yesterday and today as well. But tonight, I don’t know what happened, I just didn’t take control and threw it all away on a binge that started with a few too many chips at a friend’s (and should have stopped there - that wasn’t even that bad). When I got home I got stuck in that “well this day is ruined anyway” mode and just went hard. There was a voice telling me to stop, you don’t have to do this, etc. I just ignored it, probably because when I start on one of these there’s a part of me that just wants to eat so I slide right into it.
I’m pretty sick of this. I packed my lunch and supper for tomorrow, though, and I’m going to try again. As sick as I am of these mistakes and how much they slow me down, it would be much worse to give up again. Starting over is harder than picking up after a bad night.
This really stopped me in my tumblr-scrolling tracks. Why are we here if not to do something real, something lasting, something big? Or at least to try?
It’s on, world.
No justifying further slip-ups based on one bad day or night. No excuses. Just stand up tall, look straight ahead, and move on.