Well. I believe last night I said I had my last piece of cheesecake until a time I hadn't completely decided? Seems today was my last piece of cheesecake. Make that pieces. I ate the last three pieces of cheesecake in one setting. Now I have a headache and have been binge watching How I Met Your Mother. I know how it ends. Unfortunately I know how it ends for me as well. Gaining back the 50 pounds I lost.
I've got to get hold of myself and figure out what the magic bullet is before I truly do gain back all 50 pounds. It took me years to lose and I gained back half of it in one year. I ate half a cheesecake this weekend and haven't been to the gym since Wednesday. I've got to get control of myself before I ruin all my hard work.
The three pieces of cheesecake I ate in one setting so that they would all be gone and I wouldn't be tempted truly has to be the last dessert I eat for a while. I'm not considering denying myself because I've already heard denying myself can be just as big a mistake as eating three pieces of cheesecake in one setting.
I fell off the wagon. I gained 25 pounds. I need to figure out what to do next.
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