I had a couple weeks away to visit a friend of mine in Melbourne (I'm in Sydney).
She had a terrible tragedy very recently - her husband committed suicide, he was in his mid 60's - so I was there more for moral and emotional support. Its been almost 2 months and she is slowly coming to terms with it but obviously still in a lot of pain.
Even the dog is clearly still suffering as she mopes around the house - probably picking up on the cues from my friend Leslea.
She loves to cook and its just her and her dog now so having me there was a reason for her to get back into the kitchen, doing what she enjoyed.
I'm afraid there was a lot of food and I didn't want to discourage her from doing something she was enjoying so a lot of food was had. I know it sounds a little like an excuse but I just couldn't find a way to say no without hurting her feelings and she was obviously enjoying having someone to fuss over so I just let it be.
I returned feeling kind of drained and low as it was a pretty intense time all in all and yesterday was some comfort eating on my part but woke up this morning feeling a bit livelier and the Fitbit is in the charger - always a good sign!
Had a quick jump on the scales - definitely not good - but instead of doing what I would normally do and spend a week eating rubbish and blaming myself I've just decided its a bump in the road and it's time to get a little more disciplined and get get going again.
Looking forward to catching up on the news