Can I Win This Time?

I've not really been blogging here much lately and that's (mainly) because I've been sidetracked and struggling (in that order).  I have really been floundering on the program for about a month.  I weigh tomorrow and (intend) to get right back on the wagon.  I've actually not done (quite) as horrible as I thought I had.  I gained 4.6 lbs. while running amok but suppose (and feared, which is why I skipped an entire weeks' weigh-in) it could have been much worse - which just shows me that, regardless of the struggle, I've made some vital mind-set changes that have not only kept me from giving up at this, but that I'm still (at least) making (some) wiser choices than I was before.  Even if I only managed to have ONE healthy point-smart meal in a day....that still beats making bad choices for three full meals in a day.  I know that's not great logic, but my point is...I have made some lifestyle changes (however subtle they may seem).  And for that, I'm proud of myself. 

Life happens! Stressful situations come up. Sometimes we're able to breathe deeply and tackle  them  And sometimes we cave in.  It's this little thing called HUMANITY.   NEWSFLASH!!! --- WE ARE HUMAN!!!  We're not superwomen.  We're not made without emotion and faults.  We're a work in progress.  We're evolving.  Change comes through error and changed thinking.  I'm finding that the less I beat myself up about mistakes and just accept them as temporary setbacks - the more temporary they become.  When you're a stress-eater like I am, you can't afford to add to the severity of the circumstances by beating yourself up and getting down on yourself.  You need all the strength, confidence, and boldness you can muster sometimes just to get through the situation at hand. 

So...I wrote all this (not only because I tend to ramble) but because I've assuredly not given up the will to win this battle over this addiction I have to food.  It's an extra hard battle to overcome in the fact that I have to face the battle every day, every meal, and every time I feel emotional.  I don't have the luxury an alcoholic or drug addict has in having the opportunity to completely walk away from their tormentor.  I can't go "cold-turkey".  It's not cut and dry.  It isn't black or white.  I have to eat.  So....I have to learn to live in the "gray" area.  So....I can't walk away from the battle.  I have to conquer and reign!  And...if there's one thing I am SURE of...it's that God does not send me out to fight any battle without FIRST fully equipping me for success!

So, yeah....this battle's in the bag!