Well.
The Super Bowl was effectively the last nail in the coffin that was my weekend.
On the weight loss end of things, it did not go well. Anyone familiar with retreats of any kind understands how one's schedule and eating routine gets all jacked up from not being at home. I knew that would be a danger, of course. Any time you stay for several days in a nice place with breakfast buffets you run the risk of throwing caution to the wind. Especially when said buffet includes thick-cut bacon and biscuits & gravy. Overall, I don't think it was quite as bad as I'd feared, but there was definite room for improvement. And I have yet to truly weight myself -- that will come some time tomorrow morning. I'm a little afraid of what I'll see.
One thing worth noting, however: my body has been complaining at me for eating so much rich food. Surprising how quickly you get used to eating simpler things. It's not been quite a month since starting, and already one big, rich meal leaves me feeling a bit yucky. While I'm not impressed with my lack of willpower, at least there's some hope. My mind is in the right direction, which will make getting back onto the path that much easier. Back to basics tomorrow!
So I made some mistakes. It happens. I'm not beating myself up about it (like I said, it could've been much, much worse). But I had a great time -- the purpose of the retreat, of course, was spiritual refreshment. I've come away from it feeling better than I have in a long, long time. There is a peace in my soul about my place on this earth and a definite sense that God has big plans for me. I'm not sure what they are yet, but there is a willingness to do whatever or go wherever He calls me. And I wouldn't trade that confidence for anything.
Good for you, Becky. My metabolism has slowed dramatically in the past couple of years, or something, and I have new sympathy for how people have to work--not just a little, but REALLY REALLY hard--to get and keep the weight off. But you're taking control of this part of your life and refusing to be a victim. And people will listen to you in a way that they would not listen to someone who'd never had to work at it, if they need help. God will give you strength!
ReplyDeleteI think you actually did really good despite the weekend getaway, lol. It even turned out to be just the thing you needed. :-)
ReplyDeleteOh, and I TOTALLY get the whole not being used to rich foods anymore... when Steve and I were on our vacation last December, we ate so much rich food that there were quite a few times I had to take something and lay down to keep myself from throwing it back up, LOL.