The Struggle Is Real

I've managed to lose 20 pounds since I've been deployed to Egypt. Now, this would be something to brag about had I not gained 20 pounds before I left the US. Fact.

I ate my feelings after my last failed attempt at EFMB. Between Thanksgiving and the first week of January I put on 20 pounds... that would almost be impressive had it not been because I was so depressed.

Beer and delicious food made me feel better after my epic failure. After my ACUs started fitting a little too snug, I realized that beer and delicious food were in fact a foe. How I looked didn't make me feel better. So I ditched the beer and delicious food (for the most part) for a life of DFAC food and 3 beers once a week.

I ended up losing 20 pounds in 4 months. Crazy it took like 40 days to put it on. Weight loss should be just as easy as weight gain. It's a cruel joke that it's not.

Well anyway, since I'm technically at square 1, now that I'm at my usual weight, continued weight loss has been a challenge. I've been at my current weight for a month. I haven't changed anything up. The weight loss has just stopped happening.

I had to resort to drastic measures and actually cut out sweet and delicious pies, cakes and candies. I never wanted my life to be this way. It's a struggle. It's more than a struggle... I'm besides myself with the desire to stuff all kinds of sugary items in my mouth until I have a horrible stomach ache and have to lie down for a bit.

 

 

Sick that this is the feeling I long for! I might have an addiction to cherry pie. And probably to Twix bars. Oh, and definitely to white chocolate-- oh yeah, for sure white chocolate.

I'm going to try out this lifestyle change for a few weeks (I do have a pretty good support system here) and if I don't lose any weight, I'm quitting and going hard core on some sugar cookies.

The struggle is real.