|Left Until Goal||4.5|
This weekend, JSL turned four. This meant a birthday party which, of course, meant a trial of my willpower. Now, my willpower can sometimes stay strong, but not during an event like this. I’ll admit that I didn’t track my points over this past weekend. And when I don’t track my points, I slip and eat more than I should. Of course, this leads to weight gain. I take a step back to 189.5 but I’m not giving up. I’m still a stone’s throw from my goal weight and only three weeks to go.
There might not be any celebrations coming up to sabotage my weight loss, but something else is lurking: stress. I’m not good about handling stress (as I’ve mentioned in the past). I don’t have a big circle of offline friends to talk things over with and online friends can only help so much. Talking with B helps, but if the topic is something we both are stressing over then the stress tends to fester.
When the stress festers, I think less of the pounds on the scale. It’s not so much that I turn to food for comfort as I cease to care. I’m worried about more important things so what does it matter if I stuff a handful of peanuts down my throat? I’m fretting about big items so why should I care about how many points this snack has?
Right now, the stress is festering. I want to scream about everything that’s going on, but the circumstances surrounding the stress don’t make that a possibility. I can say that it involves NHL’s education, though. Right now, the best I can do is try to keep the stress from overwhelming me. Deep calming breaths and distracting work seem like the best prescription to avoid a binge.