WLJ: Riding out emotions

I am mostly happy with my life, but I occasionally have bouts of anxiety and self-pity.  One of those bouts happened last week.  I'm not going to share all my worries and thoughts here because 1) they're pretty personal and 2) I don't think it's important that you know all the details. 

I was able to stifle my feelings most of the week, keeping myself busy and productive. But it all caught up with me on Friday night. I got home from Zumba class, and I ended up eating my feelings while I watched the Rangers game.  I knew I would probably regret it at some point, but at the time, it seemed like the only solution. 

Bad weeks are part of this journey.  And part of life.  I'm never going to be perfect, and it's naive to believe I'll be happy and feeling good all the time.  There are going to be times when I just feel a little down.  For good reason.  For a silly reason. Or for no reason at all.  It's going to happen and I just have to roll with it.

I know there are lots of ways to cope with stress, anxiety and -- let's just say it -- depression.  And no solution works every time.  I'm not going to punish myself when I have a setback.  I'm just going to work through it and start over the next day. 

I fully expected a gain after Friday night's indulgence, and would have accepted it.  I'm glad that didn't happen, and I'm feeling much better this week, for the record. 


Weight-loss goal: 40 lbs.
This week's progress: -0.6 lbs.
Progress to date: -26.8 lbs.
Non-scale victory: Last Saturday was my first free one in a long time.  I had grand notions of sleeping late and then lounging about all all day.  But ... I couldn't stay away from Zumba class.  And I'm really glad I went.  There were only four of us, and it was the start I needed.  Even though I came home and couldn't take a shower because my neighborhood was without water all day long.  Good thing I had no plans! Ha!