Falling off

  To say that I've fallen off the "diet wagon" over this last week would be an understatement! I've fallen off, fallen through, fallen around... its just been a bad week.  And now, I'm in the guilt phase. I feel terrible about what I've eaten. Since I've been so bad, why not just keep eating whatever?  I look terrible and bloated.  What does it matter? Don't I deserve a treat?
  Any of this sound familiar?  If you've dieted, you've been where I am.  I want to be thin, or at least thinner.  I'm almost 50, I don't hold out hope for being model thin.  But I would like to be thin for me and healthy.  I guess healthy is the most important part.  I'm on cholesterol medicine. Last year when I lost weight and was eating less carbs and sugars and processed foods, my cholesterol was close to normal with the lowest dose of medicine.  That's where I want to keep it.  But with my weight creeping back up and eating out a lot, my cholesterol has creeped up too.  The doctor gave me three months to get things under control.  I've wasted, or yoyo-ed, more than half that time away.
  I don't know why I do this to myself.  From watching the Biggest Loser, if I could figure out the why, then I would be able to conquer my weight and food problems.
  Well, its a new day and I've started it off right.  Here's to staying on track! I'm going to try to take it one meal at a time, one day at a time.  I'm going to try to keep my "slips" to a minimum and not beat myself up about them, but move on. I can do this and so can you.  May your day be a good one.