I know its a couple of days late again this week... My apologies, its midterm week, and studying like a mad-man has taken priority. Last week, was rough. The Greek Food Fest was in town, and I went and snacked, and ate.... And got fat again. True story!

Greek food is my most favorite cuisine, the festival benefits a church, and I had to go for a class assignment.  I split the food with others, but none the less, it caused the scale to go back up immediately... I hit the 150 range (*insert gasp here*) at night.... I had a plan though, to go to the Greek Fest in the afternoon, only after attending Zumba (for the first time, ever) in the morning. I thought it all would balance itself out... until I hit that assorted desert station... and I bought a packages..... hmm... so very delectable, one-in-a-very-blue moon treats.. They are highly addictive, in case you were wondering. I had one snack out of that container, and put the rest in the freezer, with the plan to eat one a month... nope that didn't happen... I found myself wanting more and more and of those buggers. Then, in a moment's time, I decided to throw the rest away. I learned a lot that very minute.... I am still in control of my weight. I am still in charge of my body and what I feed it. Maintaining my fabulous new healthy weight, will be a lifelong battle, but its doable. This experience also let me to have an unbelievable amount of love and empathy towards other people who have experienced weight loss, and then gained weight promptly back. I now understand their struggles in a way that not many people can.

Yesterday, at the institute I decided to get some hot chocolate, as I was freezing and couldn't manage to get warm. I read the label, and leardned that it only had 30 calories, and decided why not. I'll have some. As I was walking  back to my seat, someone called me "Big T" my heart skipped a few beats, because only ONE Kellogg cousin has ever called me that, and It made me feel like people noticed I was ballooning up again.... This comment served as a reminder of what I don't want to be...... ever-ever-ever-again. 
 

Last night I had my monthly meeting at work... I arrived early,  but there was still a sufficient amount of people there. I walked in, the room stopped, people stared at me and offered the complement "DANG YOU LOOK!!! At which point the bosses bragged about my weight loss, and my final reveal photo was passed around.... everyone is still in awe about my journey, it's nice.  The bosses have continued to support me throughout my journey, and they are so proud of me, just like a family would be. The comments and support from them erased the negativity the I encountered earlier in the day.

 

One of my work-mate people asked if I was still doing the program, I said sort of, as I  took out a meal replacement from my backpack, stunned they asked if I am done losing weight, then why am I eating the foods. My first response was" cause I am hungry, and this is cheap good for you food! We giggled, then I explained to her about weaning myself off of the program.

Of  course it was a disappointing  time to gain the weight back, but at the same time, rewarding having the realization that I am in control, and having empathy towards others.

The scale today revealed the numbers 145.... so much better then the 150 number I saw Friday night!