May weight update: Did I drop or did I hold?

Well, hello again! Thank you for being with me another day. I can’t wait to update you on my journey and how I ended the month of May 2021, the hardest, roughest, toughest month I have had to endure to date.

Let’s begin.

If May was a person and I would walk up to him/her and seriously ask what their problem was. I went into May with nothing but high hopes, aspirations, and plans. The weather was getting warmer; it is the month of Mother’s Day, movies were making a comeback to the theater; what could happen in such a beautiful month?

Welp, a lot. My 9-5 was quite unbearable and stressful; usually, it is a piece of cake. I log on, answer calls, provide great A-1 customer service. I clock out, get paid, and repeat. For 14 months, this job has been lovely, not a bad word to say, but something happened in May; something was in the water that drove every customer, account manager, and coworker insane. It was as if someone implanted the Valentine chip from the Kingsman into our desk phones, and everyone wanted to off the other.

But this is not the time to vent about work we are gathered here today to see if I stuck to my plan and despite all the stress my job put me through, I did.

I started the month of May at 276.2 pounds, and on the last day of May, I weighed in at 269.0. I rechecked my weight on June 1st to ensure it wasn’t a fluke and came in at 268.2. I… am…pleased. I kept my body moving in one way or another and watched very closely how much I was eating. Don’t get me wrong; I am indeed an emotional eater. I still struggled with food demons. A customer would be upset, and my initial thought was to eat 3 out of 8 cinnamon rolls (I didn’t…but I wanted to.)