What matters is that you always get back up!
Last week was a bad week for me. Some long awaited plans that were finally taking shape were suddenly put on hold again. I'm not sure if it was exactly that, or something else but this weekend was bad...pre-op bad. I'm a bit too embarrassed to give the details, but at least I realizes "whoa" what are you doing, and WHY are you doing it??? Was it this one let down that triggered a slip back to VERY bad habits? Why this ONE thing when there were several other highlights in the past two weeks. Despite years of dealing with these issues, things happen. I could dwell on them and continue the cycle of guilt, eat, guilt, eat...or I could pick myself up and get back to what I know is best for me.
Tonight I went to water aerobics, it wasn't even the workout that I wanted. I needed the water. It felt good. It's an hour of not thinking about anything but what the instructions are and listening to some AWESOME music tonight.
Nothing in life is easy, no matter who you are, what you look like, or how much money you have. I have fallen many times, each time I get back up, sometimes it takes longer than others, but what matters is I do it, and honestly when I look back at how many times I've fallen I realize nothing will keep me down for long...I build strength through each experience.