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  • So you messed up...

    Congratulations.

    The official prognosis? You're human

    It happens to many of us at one time or another. For some unknown reason we jump ship and find ourselves face to face with the mirror... and your reflection is showing you ate the blueberry pie.

    Uhn uhn uhn.

    Well, honey, you know you made a mistake, you feel sick, and you're saying, "well what the heck do I do now?" Faced with the pizza sitting in the kitchen, more pie yet to make your upper lip and a litre of egg nog singing to you like the proverbial sirens waiting to pull you off course and drown you in a sea of adipose tissue, you don't know how to get back on the wagon and eat the whole foods again.

    It's crucial to look at the first four days back on induction as days you're going to be successful on this way of eating.

    Your job, first and foremost, is to get back on track by being prepared. While you might still be having relations with Chef Boy Ardee in the back of the kitchen, also prepare foods you can have prepared when you go back into induction again. When you're on induction you're going to be tired, cranky and craving. Having nothing prepared to eat, especially towards evening, is going to be an amazing mistake.

    You have your food prepped. Now what? Well, survey. Does exercise make you feel like you're doing something good after being oh so bad? If so, get right back to it. Do you feel so lousy that you couldn't get on the exercise program the next couple days? Rest. Take it easy. Focus on staying on track. Remember, these next few days are a focus on eating right. You don't have to be perfect. You have to be perfectly happy on induction while you're switching into ketosis again.

    You now have to deal with very real emotions and resulting mood swings. Your body is de-toxing. For the next few days you are going to make a day of PMS look like someone's done opened up the fairgrounds and declared hunting season on every happy thought you've ever had in your life. In even Annette Funacello's life! You are going to be mad, mean, nasty, cranky, grouchy, tired, bloated, and your husbands are going to work late or hide under the bed (or your wives, gentlemen) because they know you are a force of nature to be reckoned with.

    The night time is going to be heck for you because of blood sugar destabilization and feelings of tiredness. Stay out of the kitchen and go read a book. Go to bed. I don't care. Just get thee from the kitchen and know that no matter what your blood sugars are coaxing you to do, you won't do it. You're working on the rational being portion of yourself again.

    Remember. Water and fat and protein are the mainstay after a binge. If you were in OWL, or remember all too well the flavor of cholocate on your tongue you are not going to be excited about going back into a strict induction mode. Neither was I. I used every reason in the book that I could have a bowl of oatmeal or needed some rice, but I'm glad I stayed with the strict induction. It was my blood sugar telling me I wanted those things. Thankfully, I knew better.

    Supplements, Supplements, Supplements! Look, you can't always prepare for loss or a catastrophic event, and there are times you're going to melt down emotionally. Supplements, especially those which are mood enhancers or which lessen cravings do help. They have a residual effect so taking them now and allowing them to work in your body will help you to fight off the cravings as they start to kick in. L-glutamine, B-6 and chromium picolinate are essential for mood enhancement and craving control. Start taking them now.

    Support. You fell off. So talk about it. Your emotions are valid, and others can help you out. It's ok to mess up from time to time. Just don't plan to screw up. Planning to fail is failing to plan. For success.

    And watch out for the pop tarts. The food you bite bites back.

    We're here for you.



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    Re: So you messed up...

    Time for a life lesson from your auntie cleo... *laughing*. Cue the music please!

    B: an egg with ham and pepperjack
    L: 1/2 breadless sub
    D: 2 slices of pizza

    OMG!

    Yes.
    I know. It was pizza. I'm not freaking out about it, though, and let me tell you why.

    There are going to be times when you are going to be out in this big, bad world and you are going to have to eat something off-plan. That was me, tonight.

    Am I freaked about it? No.

    Did I fall off the wagon? No.

    See, two slices of pizza are just food. It has no control over me. Take me a year ago and the two slices would have been followed by 4 more slices and chocolate.

    I ate 2 pieces, was full, and I won't eat again until tomorrow when I have my usual menu.

    See, this isn't the old Cleochatra. This isn't ooh, look at me, I'm perfect Cleochatra. This is me having to occasionally eat what John and Jane Rootbeer Gut eat because I'm a part of this society Cleochatra.

    I don't use food to soothe my emotions. I didn't eat from boredom, depression or to drug my emotions. I was starving. I ate 2 pieces. I didn't even finish the second piece and pushed my plate away.

    I have control. Food is fuel. It doesn't own me.

    For this I thank Dr Atkins. Now quit giving me that dirty look.

    I exercised last night. I drank my water. I kept going.


    OK. Now this would have been realllly uber duper booper bad a year ago for me (Note I've been on this WOE for over a year).

    This morning I'm doing really well. There have been no weight changes. I sprazzled the last piece of pizza with dishsoap and tossed it in the trashcan. It's like the sign: In case of emergency, break glass and ruin the one thing that might cause you trouble".

    In the past I kept getting what I got because I kept doing what I did.

    This time around, I'm different. I'm cogent. I'm rational. I'm borg minus the unitard and the bad pallor.

    This morning my blood sugar said, "You know, miss chatra. That last piece of pizza brought home is going to need to be eaten. OW! Quit making with the dishsoap! Ohhh... so that's how you're going to be. Making with the eggs for breakfast! And to think we were friends."

    My response: "Dear piece of seemingly innocuous adorable mouth confection. At one time I was absolutely enamored by you. You were who I turned to when I was in need of something to make me feel better about myself. Unfortunately (for you), I don't need you anymore. You see, I've changed as a person and you just don't fit into my plan for being a healthy and rational bipedal hominyd. So, it is with great apologies and sincere condolences that that this Joy dishwashing liquid finds its way to your incredibly sexy body. You know, MacBeth once said, "She should have died hereafter; there would have been a time for such a word. Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow creeps in this petty pace from day to day, to the last syllables of recorded time. And all our yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death. Out out brief candle. Life is but a walking shadow, a poor player who struts and frets his hour upon the stage and is heard no more. It is a tale, told by an idiot, filled with sound and fury, signifying nothing."

    I've spent too many yesterdays lighting my way to dusty death. Life is but a brief candle, and I will burn as brightly as I know how to."




    Pick yourself up, brush yourself off. Keep going. Keep going!
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