My worst enemy is me.
The old me showed up last night. She threw calorie counting out the window.
"Would you like two Mountain Dews?"
"Sure!" she said.
"Would you like a GINORMOUS bowl of ice cream?"
"Why, yes! I would LOVE a big bowl of sugar!"
I seriously pigged out yesterday. And while I'm being honest, it wasn't just yesterday. I've been like this since Saturday. Hormones being out of whack isn't even an excuse. I knew I was overeating but didn't care and didn't stop. I'm freaking out about this. Usually I at least care. Why am I falling apart after coming so far? I truly am my own worst enemy sometimes...
Oh, and I gained 4 lbs this week according to my scale. I don't even know what to say about that. I'm so disappointed in myself, and there is no one to blame but me.
Speaking of disappointment......(and trying to change the subject to something other than my epic failure of a week)...the so-called "blizzard" was a total letdown! It barely snowed 3 inches at my house! I did take some pictures on the commute this morning to share. The roads were a bit nasty, but nothing that this area isn't used to. I was hoping for something much more epic!
|I love how white this mountain gets!|
|Nice and Snowy Roads|