Recovery

I figure it takes me about two to three weeks now to recover from a serious tumble into a vat of sugar/fat/whatever.

This time it also took two weeks of awful stomach problems to force me into getting back into really good habits. Even giving up the wine has been easy because I feel so much better for it.

And what triggered the negative behaviour? Weirdly, it was Weight Watchers. No kidding. I went to my usual meeting and talked to the wonderful leader about changing the weight on my gold card. Eleven years ago, 142lbs was reasonable but not any more.

Once we’d decided on a new weight, she said in the most encouraging way, “That’s only three pounds away; you can do that easily. ”

Then I went home and ate. Sigh. It was probably the unfortunate colliding of the stress of the whole previous year, hormones, and self-imposed expectations – but what a stupid thing to do!

So I’ve now had five weeks of :

• destructive behaviour (don’t have to describe that for anyone)

• regrouping behaviour (starting the blog & talking to other Rems)

• healthy and self-caring behaviour  (properly journalling)

On the positive side, I used to measure those episodes in months or even years rather than weeks so there is definite progress noted.