The First week.

I stopped blogging there for a few days, cause I was embarrassed by what I ate. I skipped lunch on Thursday to have an entire order of fried rice all to myself. Oh delicious.

I bought tasty treats for a thing at work, last minute cause no one was signed up, and I bought an extra bad (freudian slip!) bag of chocolate hearts that I brought home. I ate a bunch of those on Friday.

On Saturday, I did fine. Simple lunch, simple dinner (wasn’t up in time for breakfast, mind.) And then I had this headache, this painful, horrible, I just want to cuddle up in a hoodie and eat all of the things headache. I had to drive to the store to get the ice cream in which I indulged, but drive to the store I did. And I got freezy shell chocolate noms for on top of it. It was delicious.

But here’s the weird thing. I’ve been unhealthy several times this week. I caved to cravings. I didn’t always do well. But a lot of the time I did do well.  A lot of the time I didn’t cave to cravings. So, despite what I did cave in to, I still lost 3 pounds.

Yeah. That’s right.

I guess that’s a testament to how unhealthy I have been eating that I still caved to come cravings and dropped pounds.

Pounds dropped though cannot be my ultimate measure of success. Because my goal is to be healthy and whole and not be a slave to my food cravings. It’ encouraging to see a smaller number on the scale, but it would be better if I were completely free from my compulsion.

One day at a time. Let’s keep going.