Spunkisuzi is right. I need to take this one hour at a time. Last night, after I blogged, I took Brutus for a walk. At first, I didn't put his harness on him. BIG mistake. I made it five doors down before I came back home. I was going to give up, but I remembered the square fish I ate. So I put his harness on him, and ventured back out. He tried to pull at first, but just couldn't handle it, so we had a nice walk. We went around the block, one mile, and we were both better for it.
My weigh in this morning was much better. I am down .7. I went ahead and changed my ticker to my current weight. I feel like I might be able to move forward in the direction I need. I would like to say that I don't let what negative bloggers say affect me, but I guess it does. When someone says that I am a failure and it will be evident sooner or later, I take it to heart. Does that mean that the negative wins? Maybe. Well, losing over 30 lbs is not failing. Gaining a few over a weekend is not failing. Wrapping my mind around what caused it and doing better, is not failing. Making good choices, listening to my body, is succeeding.