If I cast myself to this time last week I was buzzing.  I had lost weight for 3 weeks running and was starting to make a nice little run of decent weight losses.  I’d lost 11 lbs in 3 weeks and was feeling good about myself.  Not only had I had a good run of results, but I was 2 lbs off that next award, 2 stones.

This week went to pot from the start though.  As I posted yesterday Halloween was not good for me.  Yes, I’ve literally taken sweets from my daughter and you can judge all you want.  But the fact is I am as big as I am because of bad habits with food that I have allowed to run me for years.  Now bad habits don’t just stop overnight.  I’ve tried and failed multiple times to lose weight, but in reality, the habits keep winning.  I’m not the only person who feels like this, there are lots of overweight people in the world likely feeling exactly as I do (yes, that is an assumption).

The fact is I’m addicted to bad food, just like an alcoholic is addicted to alcohol or a smoker is addicted to nicotine/tobacco.  I need to beat this addiction and for the last few weeks, I have been doing.  I relapsed this week and it has shown on the scales.  I knew to go into the group it would be a gain this week, just a feeling in the pit of my stomach after knowing what I chose to eat for the last 7 days.  The damage… 2.5 lbs gained.

2.5lbs gain – expected it this week

My Slimming World Consultant was kind, she knew I hadn’t had a good week this last week because I had stopped posting in the closed Facebook Group.  When I’m on it, I’m constantly sharing in there what I’m eating, showing new things I’ve experimented with and made, sharing ideas for others who may be struggling themselves.  Out of 21 meals in the last week, I think I shared about 4 – not a lot and it was noticeable to my consultant.

All I’ve got to do now is move on and put last week behind me (hence the title of this post).  I really feel that I want to dwell on the disappointment and guilt of not staying on the plan last week.  I really want to think it couldn’t be helped.  But in reality, it could be helped.  I didn’t have to eat those sweets, I didn’t have to have a takeaway, I didn’t have to stray from the plan.  One of the key things to weight loss is planning and there was none last week.  But from tomorrow the next 7 days will be planned out… breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

Planning in advanced keeps me on track.  It’s like giving me instructions for each day which I know I need to follow.  I know that if I deviate from said instructions I won’t get what I want in the long runs, to be a slimmer dad, husband, and person.  Being fat doesn’t only affect me, it affects those around me, so again, I have to put last week behind me.