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When You Are Ready to Quit

The last couple of weeks have been somewhat frustrating in my journey.  Usually when I get to this point, I quit and decide I'm just a failure anyway, so why even try anymore.

Just two days ago, I was showing that I had gained probably three pounds.  I knew some of it was going to be water retention.  But, I was so frustrated to watch that scale go up and then up again and it wasn't stopping.  I made bad choices out of frustration.  On Saturday, we ate out for every meal - because we were not at home. On Sunday, we went on a drive and we ate out for a meal - I tried to make good choices, soup and salad.  Then on Monday, we had a barbecue for Independence Day.  We had good food here and I tried not to overdo; barbecue chicken, potatoes and salad - even dessert was angel food cake and fresh berries.  The scale was telling me things I didn't want to see.

Last night, Ted and I went to a movie (we saw Central Intelligence - it was pretty funny).  Before we went, I told him I was just going to just eat nachos there or popcorn. Because I was going to have to just start over the next day.  I was just going to "let loose" at the movies.   I told him I knew I had gained and that I was at the point where I would normally quit because I was frustrated. I told him I didn't want to quit and he told me he didn't want me to. It was the reinforcement I needed to make sure that I got up today to go to my meeting.

Then last night - the water works started.  Not the crying kind - the peeing kind.  I was up about three different times and not just a drizzle!!! I was peeing like someone who hadn't gone all day long.  The water release was crazy.  When  I weighed myself this morning - holy cow!!!  I was back down where I had been before the weight started adding on every day!!  I was so excited!!  I couldn't believe I had that much water retention!!!

I weighed myself a bunch of times to make sure I wasn't dreaming.  I put on this little itty bitty dress I had bought when I went to Mexico a few years ago.  I wanted to make sure I was wearing the least amount of weight to weigh in - because I wanted a loss so badly!!!  I was so excited to see that second number change,   The second number in my weight has now changed twice!!  I couldn't believe it.  I was down 2.8 pounds all together!!  I was shocked.  I was scared to death I was going to quit and I lost almost three pounds!!!

I can do this.  I've lost over fifteen pounds at this point.  I'm almost to my 10%.  I have almost met my goal of ten more pounds by the end of summer.  I am making good choices.  I am doing the healthy choices.  I can do this!!!  For me!!!

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