By the skin of my teeth

It's been a long time since I wrote, and a lot has been going on.
Let's just say that this past week I was very, very lucky that I was able to mark a loss on my weight tracking chart...I really didn't deserve it! And who knows, maybe my bad food choices will take a few more days to catch up with me and next week will show a gain? I guess only time will tell.

The past four weeks have been extremely busy. My mom came to visit from Germany, and it was great spending time with her. We went on a one week vacation to Wisconsin, and the whole time there I did great food and exercise wise. When we got back, I had one more week to get ready for the 5k run/walk we put on to raise money for the scholarship I established in honor and memory of my daughter. We had a fantastic turnout and the whole event was a huge success.

The day after the race, I took my mom back to the airport because her time here in Michigan was already over. And then followed a week of poor food choices....

I know exactly what happened... I had been so busy and had so many things going on - my mom's visit, our vacation, the race - and all of those things were over all at once. It was like a big let down, nothing new to look forward to, nothing to plan, nothing to get ready for.

Did food make me feel better? Nope, not at all. Do I regret my poor choices? Absolutely. Am I going to let this one week define the next week and continue down the wrong path? Absolutely not.

I know I made the wrong choices, but this time I was able to catch myself before it got completely out of hand. And through my days of eating poorly, I still continued to exercise.

The next couple of months will be emotionally difficult for me. September brings the one year anniversary of being told that my daughter's cancer was terminal and that her doctors couldn't help her any more, and October brings the one year anniversary of her death. I am worried how I will make it through those two hard months, but I know that somehow I will. There really is no other option. But I might need a bit of extra support, and if you see me drown my pain in food....please stop me!