So I'm only two weeks into my 3 months supervised diet and things were going good. Then this past Sunday I slipped off the health bandwagon....big time...it was a quick slide back into the old smorgasbord habit. It was a carb laden, coma inducing 2hr fest of bread, peanut butter, popcorn, some appetizer thingys hiding in the back of the freezer and fat free milk.....and then I had dinner . Times like this before would very likely have resulted in a week(s) of beating myself up, eating poorly and basically giving up.

But I'm rewriting that storyline one word at a time. I did two very different things this Sunday that lead to what I'm calling my Magical Monday.

1. I logged EVERYTHING I ate in my fitness pal. I'm not proud to admit it, but even a month ago, I would have avoided logging the food I consumed as if that somehow made it not real. This time though I logged it so I would know how far off my plan I was. (FYI it totaled over 3500 calories), so I could acknowledge it and MOVE ON!

2. The second thing I did was post on my timeline on this very site that I had a meltdown and felt sick.

The support I received from others here is a big part of the reason that this time....for the first time....Monday came, I ate my plan, the planet kept turning and other than writing about it now, it is in the past.

Here's the takeaway from my point of view. We are so much harder on ourselves than we are on others struggling through this weight loss journey...other people's support reminded me that I should be at least as nice to myself as I am to other people. I'm going to have slips, slides and smudges on my nutrition and exercise records, it's what I do with them that will matter.

I've never been an athlete but I love me some football. I think my Sunday was kind of like Ben Roethlisberger throwing an interception for a touchdown, and having to immediately get back out there and try again. That's what we need to do....keep getting back out there, that's what I did Monday and that's why it was Magical. Beth