One week ago today, I was sitting in a Walgreen's parking lot scarfing down a sinful Peanut Buster Parfait from Dairy Queen. Funny how things can change in just one week. Just one week.
Today I decided to face the reality of my food party from the last few months. I'm down one pound from where I was about a week ago. Its only one pound, but its a start. Its still one pound.
I saw myself in the mirror this morning. I'm wearing the same pants I wore a year ago when I ventured on this journey and took those horrific pictures way back when. I'm beginning to look like that again.
But maybe I have caught myself before its too late.
Its never really too late. But I think I caught myself before I have to start completely over again. Hopefully. Its been two days. Two good days! And that one pound gone that I discovered this morning was just enough incentive to keep going.
If only, you could see the immediate effects of resisting donuts, chocolate, pizza, and all the other bad-for-you food. Its long term, and for those of us who thrive on instant gratification, its a hard concept to fathom. But one I have conquered before, and one I will continue to conquer yet again.
Now that summer is upon us, fresh fruits and veggies are more available. That will be easier. Getting out and about will be easier with roller blades, hikes, and whatever else comes my way.
Yes, I am back on track, baby!
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