I THOUGHT I messed it all up

I had a bit of a revelation which made me feel better about my weight loss journey, so I'd like to share.

Two days ago I went for a family gathering, where I had a smaller-than-regular pizza, with very, very little cheese. By the end of the day I was feeling bloated, cranky and with a severe heartburn. I can't even describe my fear of stepping onto the scale, and notice that it went up. I weighed 64.8 the day before the gathering, and today I'm 65.3

I feel much heavier than that, though, and for a brief moment I thought that I should just throw in the towel after 32 days of daily check-in. I didn't. In fact, I couldn't wait to track my calories and use my digital kitchen scale again. My desire to exercise and eat better is slowly coming back. I've learned the lesson that it's easy to go overboard with calories, but that my body is no longer taking it as easy because it HAS adapted to a lower calorie regime.

But I've also learned that it's ok to have days of self-doubt, and that it's ok to take the time to feel all the emotions, and just get back to MFP program, because that's what's working.

I also noticed that I can still easily button up my shirt, which is a tad too small for me to begin with, without all the buttons popping off. So it's good. I didn't destroy the progress just by eating a maintenance-worth of food that day. I can't undo it, but I can readjust.

The pizza was delicious, by the way. No complaints there.