I hate the word “failure”. HATE IT. When someone feels like they’ve failed, it causes discouragement and makes one wonder if it’s worth it to go on with what they are trying to accomplish. The word failure is a nasty word and really shouldn’t be in one’s vocabulary.
I didn’t lose weight this week. Nada, zero, zilch. Did I fail? Of course I didn’t. I succeeding in finding out what happens when you don’t eat properly. I succeeding in finding out what happens if you let your priorities slide. But I’ve also succeeding in keeping my blood sugar at a normal level. Last night I went to a jewelry party, but it was also someone’s birthday. There was cake. Not the kind with the nasty whipped icing. It had real homemade butter cream, clog your arteries, icing. My favorite kind. The kind where I could just eat the icing, the huge globs shaped like roses with just a tiny bit of actual cake. It’s all about the icing, ya’ll. I resisted…and resisted. Then I thought, you know what? I’m going to have a bite. And oh that bite was good. But that’s all I had. One bite. And my blood sugar was only 122 when I got home. So did I succeed last night? Oh, yeah, I did. Do you know how hard it is to have ONE BITE of your favorite kind of cake?
So, although it wasn’t a week of weight loss, it WAS a week of success. It was a week of learning and reminding. And it was also a week of control, at least in the sweets department. And, hey, at least I didn’t GAIN any weight. 🙂
Stats for this week:
Beginning weight: 193
Today’s weight: 178
This week’s loss: 0 lbs.
Total loss: 15 lbs.
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