… and yes, it was awful. Not because the psychiatrist was awful – she was actually helpful, and pleasant, and worth going on with in the new year - but because I have immense difficulty trying to dig through my memory about previous treatments etc. (Keep a record, you say? IF I COULD DO THAT SORT OF STUFF, I WOULDN’T NEED THE PSYCHIATRIST!!)
Then I ate according to my emotions and not my Eating Plan.
AGAIN.
Boysenberry Cream Cheese muffin.
Great choice, Caity: FIVE HUNDRED AND THIRTY EIGHT CALORIES. TWENTY TWO POINT EIGHT GRAMS OF FAT.
In an Eating Plan that’s supposed to be 1100 calories and about 30grams of fat FOR THE ENTIRE DAY. Oh, well done, that girl.
There were plenty of other choices. I even had a gluten free muesli bar in my handbag.
*HEADDESK*
*HEADDESK*
*HEADDESK*
I can’t even talk about the rest of everything right now. I’m going to go lie in the (hot!) bedroom with my (stifling!) CPAP mask on and agonise about THE ENTIRE WORLD’S PROBLEMS for a few hours now.
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It’s okay. Today is done. Tomorrow is another day. Don’t beat yourself up over the muffin; just keep going. Focus on sticking with your eating plan when you wake up again.
I haven’t talked about this on my blog, because of some bizarre, superstitious desire to not jinx myself. About three weeks ago, I also started on a weight loss program. My previous serious effort, which was about three years ago, entailed calorie counting. I am just now reaching that previous “low water mark” I reached then. (It’s more like a slightly less high “high water mark”, but hey, who’s quibbling?)
I, too, have days where I gobble down something that isn’t on my meal plan. One day I found my husband’s secret stash of stale potato chips. Need I say that I was undeterred by the fact that they were stale? And need I say that had eating them nothing to with hunger and everything to do with stress? And yet, despite these lapses, I’m better off than I was three weeks ago.
Keep going. Don’t focus on occasional derailments. It’s the cumulative effort over time that matters.
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Caity, please stop being mean to my new friend. I’ve been where you are a million times over so I know how you feel. Don’t dwell on the world’s problems. Dwell on how great you are really doing. You’ve dropped some pounds, be proud of that. You are doing great things in the sewing room, hip hip hurrah! You have found a new psych that you can work with. You’ve got friends that care about you. Everything will be fine if you just be kind to yourself.
~Sherril~
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