I'm back on this journey. It's so hard. I sabotage myself at every turn. It's a horrible feeling. I'm up to 169 pounds the heaviest I have ever ever been. I'm not chubby, I'm not plump, I'm fat.
John and I were eating pretty well for 3 days, then John thought we deserved a treat and bought me a chocolate bar. I can't resist once it's in my hands. I'm totally weak. I'm one of those people that needs to have zero temptation in the house for this to work for me.
So I ate my chocolate bar. Now I'm back to feeling like crap, but today is a new day. Onward we go.