Can you believe that in a mere seven weeks, I've already lost 17 pounds? Because it's hard for me to believe.
The truth is that in between episodes five and seven, I started to slip back into old eating habits. Some bread here, some fries there, a slice of apple pie for dessert...it was too easy to fall back into those habits. And I hate myself for it.
Stephen doesn't want me hating myself over it though. He just wants me to press forward and move forward. Though, as we move forward, I've been instructed to send pictures of everything I eat to him.
I'm not pretending that sending pictures is making me eat healthier. If anything, it's just making me want to be dishonest. But I need to stay honest and determined if I'm going to make it through this rough patch. Eventually, smart eating decisions will be second-nature to me. And a slice of pie won't trigger a chain reaction of unhealthy meals. But for now, Thanksgiving is over, and Christmas is coming. Which means sugar is EVERYWHERE!
...This is gonna be a hard December.