My BLE journey went as follows...
The lowest weight I got down to was in September 2019 when I weighed in at 119. I read over the post I wrote last year and I said I didn't think I'd ever go on maintenance. That was a huge mistake. I was so hungry once I reached my goal weight. I believe I could have avoided some of what follows if I had gone on the maintenance plan.
|September 2019 - at my lowest weight|
|September 2019 - a true Texas backyard complete with chicken coop and pecan tree|
Fast forward another couple of weeks and I was on another work trip (and solo car drive). More eating out and more trail mix.
And then about 4 weeks after that, the week before Christmas, my best friend, Alisa (yes, the Alisa -the friend that inspired my first natural birth) was killed in a car accident. To say it was/is devastating would be an understatement.
It's very easy to justify eating because of emotions and the hard things life throws at you. I've tried to give myself grace over the last few months but I am, nonetheless, disappointed. Throwing in a quarantine was unexpected and has had its own set of challenges. Since November, my weight has fluctuated between about 129-135.
In other news, I have totally stayed off the Diet Mountain Dew. Today is 2 years since I had one. That's pretty amazing.