Keep on keeping on

Hi everyone. I realize it's been about a month since my last post. I'm just writing a quick update and because I don't want to sound too negative, it probably won't be a long one.


Long story short, our Disney trip was wonderful. I will admit to not sticking to my diet and exercise as I planned on but I did not splurge on everything in sight either. I'd say I was a pretty good midway between the two. I didn't even step on the scale for 3 weeks and, while not having lost anything, I had not gained either. The past week however, has been a different story.


Now, remember in my very first post me admitting to being a comfort eater, which led to my insane weight gain last year due to multiple factors? Well, that part of me that I swore off came creeping back into existence last week and I've been fighting her away ever since. The crazy thing is that nothing particularly or mind numbingly bad has happened...I've just been faced with a couple issues that I thought I had been able to resolve myself to accepting and that little devil on my shoulder just kept jabbing even deeper, which is driving me insane (more so because of the fact that I even allowed myself to go there)! My weigh in days are on Wednesdays but I guess because I was determined to torment myself, I stepped on the scale a day early (because really, what does one day matter?)...and I've gained 4 pounds!!!! IN LESS THAN A WEEK!!!! I'm so disappointed in myself because I've let stress once again do this to me. But it's all good. I'm on a mission and refuse to let some silly worries that are only temporary deprive me of my health and dreams. My head's back in the game. I slipped and fell and picked myself back up (but 4 pounds!!! REALLY?!?!?!?). Nothing's going to stop this determination. I've got some making up to do but it's the valleys on the way to the top that make getting to the top that much sweeter.


I don't know if any readers of this post are sleep apnea sufferers that can relate, but I was diagnosed with severe sleep apnea last year and have not gone without my machine but one night since. As my mom started quizzing me about the safety hazards of mixing sleep apnea (which essentially is a lack of oxygen to your brain as you sleep) with high altitude sickness (a condition that results from being in high altitudes that also stems from lack of oxygen), I felt a nagging sensation creep across and knew I would be making a call to my sleep doctor soon to discuss the issue. While I am so grateful that the extent of my health goes no further than an aggravating sleep disorder when there are so many people battling much more serious health problems, I would hate to think that something as miniscule as this would be the one factor that would stop me from making the summit to Kilimanjaro.My faith will guide me safely where I need to go, I just pray a little place in Tanzania is one of the stops.