That was the driving thought behind one year's successful dieting session. I maintained a 40 pound weight loss for a year and a half, but pregnancies and life erased all signs of that success in a fairly short time.
How can I make it last this time?
I honestly don't know. I get hungry. I love food. I love beer. I'm afraid of where my will power will go when I'm no longer checking in here. People will be so kind and say you can do it! You have the will power! As much as encouragement helps, I so often haven't done it. And words hold a lot less weight when I spy an opportunity to quit fighting and hide. No one will know now if I eat this extra cookie or burger! I'll work it off later! Or never attend a social function again....
The truth is, I know I have to stop the yo-yo weight thing. I know it's not healthy, and I hope to see grandbabies some day. (I'm betting on a load of baby girls, by the way.)
I don't want to say it, but the only way that seems like it will work is to make my "diet" my normal way of life. Only splurging once a week, still keeping track of all I eat in the food journal, not letting myself off the hook even after this "blog challenge" is over. Oh, I will feast on Christmas. That's happening; already down in the books. But I need to somehow reign myself in after the feast.
I'm counting on one of you dear friends to text me next Saturday: PUT DOWN THE COOKIE AND STEP AWAY.
Christmas morning...the last weigh-in...five more days...six more pounds to lose to hit my goal.
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