Momentum

I don't know if it's the colds we all have, the non-stop pace this weekend or just the way of the game but I'm in a real funk this week for some reason. I went to the fights last night and for some reason didn't even pause when confronted with the snacks and swearing. I ate a bite of pizza, half a serving of nacho's with chili and a handful of skittles. Not only that but I had 6 nuggets on the way home. Add to that the continuous streams of swear words that came out of my mouth all night and I was very grateful for free days. I noticed today though it's alot harder to get back on track and I'm really struggling. I feel stuck in a pit I can't seem to claw my way out of. I made myself jog today but didn't even manage to do as well as I have done in the past. Also I gained a pound. Not so happy at the moment. The only thing that's keeping me going is the fact that my stomach shrunk enough that I didn't eat the whole pizza PLUS all the nachos PLUS a big mac on the way home. Believe it or not, there was a time when I would have done it with not a blink of an eye.