A week ago I gained 3.2 pounds.  I know exactly what happened and wasn’t surprised by it.

The “honeymoon phase” was over.

My desire to stick to a plan, tracking points, trying to stay focused and my reading on the subject of binge eating was all wearing thin on me, so I ate what I wanted.  I didn’t binge, at least not that I can remember, but I did eat when I wasn’t hungry and not really care.

Except I did care, which is partly why I was so vexed.  I was reminded, again, that living a healthier lifestyle, for me, includes not giving in to every desire.  And I didn’t like that thought.

After doing some research and reading I feel I do have a very slight issue with bingeing; manifesting in the form of mindless snacking to avoid a number of things I should be doing or feelings I don’t want to feel.

However, the reading, praying and researching lead me back to what I’ve known all along.  I want to have my cake and eat it too, or two … as in pieces of cake I had a baby shower the week of the 3+ gain.

So, I had to come to a decision again.

Do I want to be healthier and feel good while enjoying treats in moderation, or do I want to eat whatever and however much of what I want and feel like crud more often than not?

I chose the first.

Which is why the next week I tweaked what needed tweaking and managed to lose what I’d gained plus an added 1.6 pounds for a total loss this past week of -4.8 pounds.

The honeymoon phase is definitely over in my journey, but I have decided I want to make this thing work.  And I am getting it done.