So I fell off the wagon. Again. Well, didn’t really fall as much as leapt. The new IBS guidelines I’ve been following get confusing, and restrictive, and although I’m certainly noticing that my attacks are fewer and far between, I still get confused and frustrated.
So, I found these vegan mint cookies that follow the plan, and are so yummy. So I ate the whole package. In one sitting. Yea, that’s not really what the plan meant. I stopped tracking for like two weeks. ME!! And let me just tell you, for me, tracking keeps me from going over. When I don’t track, even if I’m eating what is on the plan, I eat too much of it, and go way over. Those three pounds I lost without trying? They’re back. Not more, but exactly where I was; 163.
I don’t really have excuses. I just gave up for a while there. And now I feel ready to face the plan again, hop on track, and start again. Because as long as I keep getting up, I’m not giving up. So I’m tracking and drinking my water, and starting to use my new rowing machine.
Please don’t give up on me, and I won’t either. OK?