I'm so %%^^&* at myself. It started out innocently enough. It was around 10PM Tuesday evening and I was at the grocery store. (Best time to shop...no one's there) and I realized I was hungry and I hadn't had my 5th Medifast meal...
So, it just happened that the aisle I was going down had chips on one side and soft drinks on the other. Didn't grab the chips, but there was a package, a very Large package of Steakhouse Beef Jerky that suddenly started screaming my name!!
I gave a cursory glance at the ingredients...only 80 calories, 5 carbs, 1 g of fat per serving and decided to buy it to nibble on the way home. So I nibbled, and I nibbled and I nibbled...To make a long story short, 4 servings later I made it home.
Despite my "cheating" the next morning I had dropped 1 1/2 pounds. I assumed I had gotten away clean with my little indiscretion.
Well, we all know what happens when you ASS-U-ME.
Later that day, I started getting serious food cravings. Couldn't figure out why
So throughtout the rest of the day I proceeded to "soothe" my cravings with the remainder of the Jerky, on top of my Medifast meals!
Oh, did I mention that each serving has 490 mg of Sodium??? And that of the 5 grams of Carbs...4 grams of it was Sugar. The ingredients read like a diabetic nightmare...After the Beef, comes Brown Sugar, Corn Syrup and Dextrose...
So I drank a ton of water hoping to flush the bad stuff out of my system.
It didn't work.
This morning I woke up feeling like the Staf-Puf Marshmallow (wo)Man. I'd gained 4 pounds and am back to square one...Have to go through another 3 day cleansing period and for what???
What have I learned from all this? I learned that given a chance to sabotage myself...I will. And everyday will be a battle between the old Mellowmom and the new one.
And I need to admit to myself publicly that it's not going to be easy and that I'm my own worst enemy when it comes to taking care of myself
Somehow, someway I've crossed over a bridge of sorts. One that will take me to my goal. It's not going to be easy, but it's doable. Just got to focus on becoming the best, healthiest person I can be. Got to get over the idea that I'm being "selfish" by doing this. (I know it's twisted logic, but I also know that a lot of "care givers" have weight problems.) It's against my nature to put myself first. But I've got to face it...I won't be around to help anyone else if I don't help myself.
Well.. so much for my pity party..
I'm back on track...will spend the next 3 days snapping, and barking at my family as I enter the "withdrawal" phase
But I know I'll come out okay at the end.
Who'd a thunk all this heavy stuff would pour out just on account of some beef jerky?
Thanks for letting me vent and for understanding.
MM