Hopefully writing this will get me back on track.
I have spent the last few months battling depression and then once I started to turn the corner decided I would just eat what I wanted because I knew I could lose it again.
Well my new weight is 145.3, up 6 kilos from when I came here in September and most of that has been put on in the last couple months.
Night times are incredibly bad for me and thats the time that I food sin. The rest of the day I eat well I usually hit my 10,000 steps but then s the sun goes down the evil one on my shoulder starts whispering in my ear.
"It'll be OK just one more bag of chips, you can start tomorrow"
"Last time you lost weight quickly so what does one more huge chocolate block matter - you can do it tomorrow"
"Yes its harder to get your shoes on but another bowls of chips won't change that in the morning"
It seems that every day its tomorrow and all those tomorrows are mounting up along with my weight.
I promise myself and youse that starting today no more crap.
The first few nights will be hellish I know that and my addiction will be screaming in my ear (I have even been in bed at 10 o'clock at night and ended up going to the store for chips - thats how bad it can be) but if you can all think of me as you start your day over there and send me good vibes I just need to get through a couple of nights with no rubbish and it will get easier from there.
So - its on again and I am ready.