I had a bad day today. Nothing bad happened at work, nothing bad happened at all, I just ate like a pig from the time I got home from work up until now. I’m not going to attempt to describe how my stomach feels right now, nor am I going to attempt to figure out how many calories I’ve consumed tonight. I feel weak. If I look back over my posts on this blog, I see that I have almost as many weak days as strong days. I don’t know yet how I’m going to manage the discipline that’s going to be necessary after I have the surgery.
I met someone at work today who had gastric bypass surgery last year and has lost over 100 pounds. Listening to her story should have been inspiring to me, but instead I just feel weak, like a lump of dried-out oatmeal. It’s as if all the strength has been leached out of me. I know there will be more days like this in the future, because there have been a lot of days like this in the past. I just don’t know how to get through them without things falling apart on me.
Tomorrow, I have my first group nutrition class, and then work. Hopefully, it will be a more positive day.
Don’t perseverate on it; forget it and get back on track, although it’s good to remember the oatmeal feeling the next time you fall off the wagon.
Thanks. My lack of discipline continues to frustrate me, but I’m feeling a little better tonight. Maybe it was the exercise this morning?