Stuck in a Moment...
For the past several months, I've slipped into, wallowed around in, and am now trying to climb myself out of a rut. The last post back in April was all about my desire to redouble my efforts. I even bought a cute new journal to track my weight and food intake. I tracked everything I ate. For a day. After that, it became clear that I wasn't going to be able to maintain that. I journaled just a little, but basically ended up using the book to track my weight. And then even tracking my weight began to falter. But I knew from past experience that not weighing at all equals huge weight gains. The main thing I did to take care of myself over the last few months was to weigh myself daily; I didn't do so great at it, but I kept going and starting again after faltering. Leafing back through those old pages, it became clear to me that I was too busy or too frazzled or too stressed to really care for myself. Even my weight log began to look a jumbled mess; dates scribbled out, weigh...