Sometimes I don't think I'll ever get back where I had gotten before. My life was a series of calamities that derailed and ultimately kept me that way.
Have watched my weight creep higher and higher back towards the point I worked so hard to get away from. Amazingly, when I first started trying to lose the weight I had doubts I would succeed and I'd get bored and give up before getting there. I did it though over about 2-3 years a little at a time and got so very close to actually being in better shape than I ever thought I really could be.
I've started want stopped many times in the last 3 or so years. Loss of routine, moving in with bf and having no equipment here, not having yet established my own food shopping/eating habits incorporated into my new life with him, etc. Finally started establishing a workout routine here and broke my foot. Started again, got a new job that took up all my day and free time in the evening when I usually workout. Started finding ways to squeeze in workouts after work though getting to bed late... Then mandatory overtime started and I was home too late and too exhausted to do anything.
A few trips out of town, holidays, parties at friends and neighbors houses, rough days that turn into for going workouts to drink wine together, last minute errands and other crap after work that turned into stopping to get something to eat instead of being at home working out and eating good food, entertaining at the tiki bar all summer = lots of yummy drinks, weekends that involve getting out of bed and getting ready first thing to go out and do stuff, no time, plans, already showered and shampooed and made up and not gonna workout and need to do it all over again, skipping working out because my bf won't want to have to wait around for me while I shower and stuff after, getting or already sick and not feeling well enough to do anything, having too many errands to run on my day off, need sleep, haven't eaten yet and too hungry after work, timing doesn't work/can't work into schedule, it's too dark out to walk or run, too cold out, raining, too hot and I'll feel like I'm going to pass out 5 mins in, etc.
Something kicked my butt into gear in late summer early September and I regained my focus like I've not had since before I met my bf. I've had to regroup and learn ways around so many barriers that I was armed to do this.
Unlike ever short stint that failed, either making no progress or getting derailed before that was even possible, I started seeing results for the first time in years. My weight has crept up so much. It was already creeping up when we met and I held myself to the confidence of knowing I lost all that weight before so I can knock these few pounds off.
Last year I was back where I started. Very saddening and discouraging, especially knowing how impossible every attempt in the last few years has been to lose *anything*!
But... by early November I was going great. Little by little I detailed again. Mandatory overtime again. Not till 7pm this year, just 6 days a week. The harvest dinner at the inn happened then Halloween then Thanksgiving then Christmas. I was down to working out maybe 1-2 times a week maybe. I still looked pretty good by Christmas but by NYE last week all the last month or so of slacking hit me hard.
I started getting sick on New Year's day and though I've had lots of time off from work, all I wanted to do was sleep eat and drink. The Sun came out on Sunday. I woke up feeling great. Monday started a new week, the first full pay period of the new year, so I walked. I worked out last night. I'm not feeling great today but will workout later.
I am excited to get back where I was in November. In not so far gone that my effort has been lost. Seeing how I was able to do it and go in the right direction again is very encouraging. This is how I did it before. Would have great gains, stumble a little. I may have degressed sightly but each time was starting in a better place than where I started before. This is long term weight loss and fitness.
My frustration is how QUICKLY the results of all my hard work backslide!
How do I skip working out a few days, maybe go out to eat once, and I gain 5 lbs?
I want to hurry and lose as much as I can as fast as I can given how many opportunities can arise and derail.