The small victory buried deep within what I'm posting is that I recognized the need to change much sooner than I would have previously. In fact, I knew all along where I stepped off the path. Rather than blame myself or fall into old habits, I accepted my choices and held myself accountable for the outcomes.
So, what did I do? I let life come between me and my goals. I used the stress of school as an excuse to skip some workouts, to let my portion sizes grow, to slack off from recording my food and to make a few poor food choices (yes, French fries, I am talking to you!). I didn't become completely sedentary or go on a food binge, but I did let go of the good habits that I was working on as a means to maintain my positive changes.
I got on the scale last week and realized that things were about to get bad.
Today's reading suggested that I have landed firmly in "The Lazy Zone."
Things seem to add up for me and compound the negative effects:
Stress... Poor sleep... Reckless consumption... Missed Workouts... Rinse / Repeat, heading further downward.
But I recognize this and, honestly, I'm OK with it, though it needs to change. I made those choices, aware of what would happen. I'm not surprised that I put a few pounds back on. In fact, I was more afraid of what would happen if my weight didn't change, that I'd somehow be justified in making poor choices!
Much like the journey that got me here, I know better than to throw myself into a tizzy to get back on track. I will take this one day at a time, since that is how I arrived here. Today I will track my food, I will add some fitness time to my schedule (though I'd love to get in a full workout; here's hoping!), I will drink more water and do my best to get to bed earlier. I will also try and make some progress on my last homework assignment so I can stop using it as a source for stress!
How nice to look at myself, as an adult, and say, "Well, here you are. Is this where you want to be, or shall we get back to what works?" It's so much better than beating myself up and crying in a six-pack of beer!