Scary

I stepped on the scale this morning. Not good. I keep sabotaging myself during the last 3 months of the year and it's really starting to tick me off. It starts with my birthday in October and I just go on a birthday/holiday celebration extravaganza. I wind up gaining back almost everything it took me the first 9 months of the year to lose.

Although I was planning on starting the good eating on the 1st with the rest of the entire country, I started today instead. I'm back to my old plan: at least 150 g of protein, less than 100 g of carbs and no refined sugar or flour. I'm also going to try the monthly splurge day thing again, which worked really well a couple of years ago. I give myself one splurge day a month during which I can eat whatever I want. I found that after just a couple of months, my tolerance for sugar-filled foods had decreased a lot and I didn't want to "splurge" so much after all. I still have some mint M&M's in a cupboard at home, but they will have to wait until January 31.

I walked to work today and will be walking home and then walking to the store a mile away. That will be 6 miles of walking today, which is good. It helps that it's a casual day at work and I'm in jeans and sneakers.

I downloaded a bunch of fitness podcasts to my iPod to listen to on my walks, which are inspirational, particularly shows like Livin' La Vida Low Carb, where the host has on both experts and average folks extolling the virtues of doing things low carb. I realize 100 g is not "low" carb, but it's lower than the 200-300 g that is my norm when I'm not paying attention.

Today is my day one. Again.

I'm starting to realize that this is never going to stop. I am always, always going to have food and weight issues. Sigh.