Mayday! Mayday!

I've been a bad, bad girl--my motivation drowned in sloth, my resolve swallowed up by a flood of carbs, and all my good intentions lost in a sea of bad choices.

When I stop blogging, posting, and weighing in, occasionally I have a good excuse.  More often, however, I'm just avoiding dealing with the consequences of my actions.

What derailed me?  Who knows.  Actually, that's not true.  I do know.  I just don't want to bore anyone with the details.  This time around the culprits were stress, cookouts, and "that time of the month," just some of the usual suspects.

There is a scientific law that goes something like this:  All objects when left alone will revert to their natural state.  Over the last 14 years, my natural state has resulted in significant weight gain.  When less than vigilant, I am predisposed to fall back onto the couch with a bag of chips.  I firmly believe that over time, by replacing bad habits with good ones, I can change what is "natural" for me.  Right now, though, watching what I eat and exercising is still somewhat awkward.  Kind of like trying to breathe with scuba gear--I can do it, but it feels weird.

So, I slipped up this week.  And guess what?  I can guarantee that I will lose my way again, probably many times, before I reach my goal.  However, each time I veer off course, I am noticing it sooner and making the necessary adjustments.  In the past, I have gotten so far off course for so long, that it was easier to abandon ship than it was to try to course correct.  And despite my best intentions, I rang in each New Year a little heavier than the one before.  This year, however, I am down 21 pounds for the year and am resolved to ring in 2011 with a significant weight loss (see All Losers' Challenge).

With that in mind, I braced myself to get on the scale today.  And I LOST 0.2 POUNDS!  How the heck did that happen?  I got on and off the scale three times.  I had my son weigh himself to make sure the scale wasn't out of whack.  Apparently, the universe has decided to throw me a line this week.  I actually feel a little guilty because, although not a big loss, any loss at all this week was undeserved.

I'm taking it gratefully though, with both hands, and climbing back aboard the Good Ship Weight Loss.  Bon Voyage!