In the past 4 months, I have fallen off the wagon of weight loss. So much stress and change swirled around me. I felt like all of my energy had to be put into the new job. I found myself grieving and pining for the old job. All of my friends that I left behind, the structure and daily routines that I had come to depend on. All of that was gone in one fell swoop.
They never tell you that switching jobs, while exciting, is also a process. I couldn’t believe it when I woke up from my slump one day and said…”Oh my God! I’ve been grieving!” I went through all of the stages of grief and now I am finally here at acceptance. The final stage.
With the acceptance, came relief and maybe a little boredom too. After all, my energies up to that point had been in getting over the old job and getting a handle on the new one.
During that time, I have enjoyed one too many slices of pizza. Dessert had been something I avoided for a long time. Then, the holidays came and well, what can I say? It was indulgence city over here. I don’t think I have met a dessert I didn’t like in that time.
I’ve been trying to get back on that horse. I started logging food into My Fitness Pal. I got a new Fitbit Charge HR (I’m not that impressed with it though… a review later). I started being conscious of my eating again. I’ve said it a million times i’m sure… but being aware and conscious and present while eating is essential. It’s way too easy to mindlessly eat. Well, at least for me it is.
I haven’t written often, I know. I just couldn’t. Too many thoughts. Too many feelings. Too much everything.
The world is awesome and bright and shiny like a new penny. I am making small changes. I am getting back in … or on… or whatever.