Got Run Over by a Wagon

Yup folks, you read it right.  I fell off of a wagon and got run over by it.....a few times!  But guess what?!?  I licked my wounds, shed some tears, got pissed and today I'm chasing the wagon and will jump back on.

What I mean is.....my assessments last night were not up to par.  I lost about an inch....JUST ONE over my whole body, and the scale was up 7 lbs from my starting weight, putting me at 246.6!!  YIKES!  (This is where the crying came in).  Truth is, this weekend was a BAD weekend.  I slacked...a lot!  In fact, the whole last week has been challenging.  I'm looking for a reason why I can't seem to stay focused.  Is it my anxiety?  I am SUCH an emotional eater and my anxiety has been through the roof lately.  But then I wonder if the new anti-anxiety meds that I'm on are causing the cravings and such.  Do I need a higher dose or a lower dose?  The dr said my thyroid levels were normal so I didn't need to be on any medications, but I still fall asleep at the drop of a hat and wonder if maybe the readings were a little off.  Either way, I can not place blame anywhere but on myself.  I messed up, I chose to eat the things I did (pizza, cookies, cupcakes, chocolate chips) and I am going to own up to it and start over new.  It is now in the past and I'm moving on.  I made the choices, I've owned up to them, and now it's time to put the work in to fix it.  GAME ON!

"Determination - The ability to see past challenge rather than just staring at it."