My name is Sonya. This blog is about the difficulties (and triumphs) of my weight loss journey. In that vein, I promise to tell the whole truth, so help me god.
I just had a binge. It involved M&M's, a granola bar, and a cinnamon scone. I don't even know why I did it, really. I'm really sleep-deprived today (rough night yesterday), a bit bored and lonely, and I had a salad for lunch. Even though it was huge (and filling), I think I just psychologically didn't feel satisfied.
I now have two choices:
(1) Throw the towel in for the rest of the day, and start again tomorrow;
(2) Pick myself up this freaking minute, and get myself in order the rest of the day.
Formerly, I would have opted for (1). Damage is already done, so what's the point?
But I'm not giving up this time. I'm going to fall lots. I'm going to bruise. I might even cut myself open. But I sure as hell am not going to give up. So help me god, it's going to be number 2. I'm done feeling sorry for myself.