I gained about 6 pounds in 4 days. Eek! I kept telling myself...don't freak out...it's worth it...it will come off.
And guess what? I didn't freak out, it WAS worth it and it is already coming off. Yes, this was a rare and planned occasion where I knew I was going to indulge (well, indulge is not even quite the word - I felt like I was in college again and the freedom was incredibly satisfying). Then there comes a time to face reality and get back on track. So that's what I did. Back on track and doing fine. I think the key is not to punish yourself and to just reign it in and not let your bad eating snowball.
Over all, I think this weekend put me about two weeks behind in my weight loss efforts (one week to get the weight back off and a second week to get back to where I was going to be), but the main question: was it worth it?
YES! It was worth it. Now, should I indulge every weekend or even once a month. No! Hell no. that would never work. I have a goal and I AM going to get there. Little treats here and there won't kill your momentum but a weekend of willy-nilly booze chugging will.
Thank you to my sisters and friends for an amazing party. I love you all.