I was so excited after the success of my first DietBet challenge, it was a visible sign of my success which I am many, many pounds away from being able to see on myself. (When you are as big as I am, 10 or 15 pounds just don't make a dent.)
And then, of course, Life intruded. Family vacation, long hours at work, home projects which kept distracting me from staying focused, staying strong, being mindful. I know I've gained back what I lost, but I'm afraid because I suspect I even added a few extra pounds on top of that.
But, I reminded myself, I can't avoid the truth. I can't, and I won't, because that's the only real way to lose. I've joined a new game and in a couple of days, I'll find out what my new starting point is. And, I'll find a way. It's not about the money - that's a nice reward, but it's never been about the money. It's about not feeling scared when I think about standing on that scale again. About not wondering how many years away is my first heart attack. About thinking of a shopping trip as fun, and not something to be dreaded because I can't fit into any of the clothes. About going and doing all the things I think would be fun to try, instead of saying yet again, 'maybe next year'.
Good luck to all of us - and here's to not giving in.