It's bad enough that we make excuses for ourselves but the hardest is when our friends and family make them for us. As if we need any help. These last few days has been hell trying to stay on plan. Not being home and making every meal is scary. I always feel like I am just one M&M away from being a size 24 again. It is so easy to slip. Don't get me wrong, some of my peers are freaking amazing supporters. This weekend, my Aunt Jen went out of her way to calculate calories and prepare a dinner that didn't give me panic attacks. Thank you, Aunt Jen.
Make no excuses, and don't let anyone make them for you. I hate hurting anyone's feelings. I wish I could make everyone happy and still stick to what is best for me but one always comes at the expense of the other. I have learned, (am learning) to speak up for myself.
- I understand that one cookie will not kill me, but thank you for offering.
- No thank you, I am sure it tastes wonderful but I would rather not.
- No, I can not miss just 1 training session.
- Yes, my meal plan is a sacrifice but I am worth it.
My Hero!
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