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Monday, January 20, 2014

The Face Plant From The Wagon

Uh, oh. It's Monday again. Time to "weigh in." This is tougher than I thought it would be, in the fact that I feel I have to justify the few actions and set backs I go through each week. Yes, we all have them. But even with them, my life is still much healthier than it was a year ago. Being honest is what I try to be all about and so should you. Every misguided bite of crap should count. Add them up and know that next week, you CAN do better.
 So...first off, our scale broke? It won't seem to go past 20. Honest and true...it careens into the 100+ and then comes back down to 20.

But, despite what I am about to disclose, my pants ARE looser this Monday. The hard work continued everyday except for Saturday where a respite on the couch with Pepto Bismal, Tylenol and plenty of fluids helped nurse my alcohol poisoning from Friday night.

What happened? It was a great bottle of wine. I was simply trying a sip of something new. That was the good news. The bad news is Barry happened to have a second bottle of it. When that was downed, we decided to cabin hop and that just lead to more glasses of wine. It was a major deja vus from days that I'd hoped were behind me.

"It was nice to see the old Deb back," a friend commented. I'm not quite sure how to take that.I realize it was meant in fun, but I never want to go through that again. Being  physically sick from alcohol, besides being a major sign my body cannot take it, is so pathetic, preventable and cruel.And just like the cancer experience, I never want to go through it again.

So I've returned to being the new Deb, not begrudging or judging anyone else their glowing moments, of their highs and the impending lows that come with drinking. Or the weight gain. Or the expense, the wishing I hadn't said what I'd said because I ALWAYS say something I shouldn't. Some of us just shouldn't drink. Let's say good-bye to THAT Debi, shall we?

Oh, and I also gobbled down two white chocolate baking squares, (there is no other chocolate in the house) and two back-to-back Starbuck Chai Latte's, nachos with full fat cheese (no other cheese in the house) and two grilled cheese sandwiches. Subtract two meals I missed because I couldn't eat and it all came out to a minus on the broken scale. I figure I have three pounds to go to goal weight and the end of the weight talks!

Shouldn't be that hard when I won't be drinking anything but water and tea with Stevia next week.