So, I'm a pretty happy person...yeah...
But right now, I'm a wreck. I'm broken down and defeated. I feel aweful and I'm bawling my eyes out. I'm Bipolar (medically diagnosed) and since I have been off of my medication I have been pretty good about not giving into the feeling of a manic oncoming. Well, Valentines day RUINED three months of hard work.
My fiance is sweet and helpful, but he doesn't know what parts to help with sometimes. He booked our flight to WDW as my Valentines present (along with a pink zebra striped duck call and a box of shotgun shells). I was so happy, because it's been bothering me. However, he booked a flight that has us getting to our hotel at around 9:30 pm. Ok, not a big deal.
His mom cooked everything that I love, but am not supposed to have, and I gave in. I almost felt like I couldn't help but to give in. I ate a TON. I didn't even bother counting the points, until today...and I went over by almost 20 points..which used all but 4 of my weekly points. That's disappointing. But now...I have tried to work it off. I ran my C25K successfully, and then went to the gym, came home and tried to do the 30 day shred.......and I broke down.
It sucks that one day can bring me from happy to totally defeated, wanting to cancel our trip, and just say screw it all....
Sorry for the ranting...first manic episode in a while...I feel the need to at least talk to someone about it.
BTW...I weigh in for weight watchers tomorrow. That sucks.