It WILL happen.
You WILL "fall off" the wagon.
In some ways, it's necessary.
Because without those setbacks, we cannot move forward in some cases.
That's when we pick ourselves up.
Dust ourselves off.
And start over.
Tomorrow marks my "starting over" day.
I've been "off" two weeks now.
I never imagined how much I needed the WW meetings.
How much I needed the tracking.
How much I needed to PAY ATTENTION.
I missed two weeks ago because of finals.
I missed again last week because I was out of town.
I don't want to miss any more.
I am terrified of the scale tomorrow.
I'm worried to see how much I've actually gained in the last two weeks.
I'm worried that I will be right back to my starting point.
I'm afraid that I will feel like giving up for good.
But I know that I am surrounded by family and friends that love me.
And I know that my health is top priority.
So, even if I AM back to 292, it won't matter.
Because I'm starting over.