Forget eating almost 3,000 calories… just eating over 1,200 feels like a smack in the face – a failure at its best.  For a few moments it feels like all effort gone to waste.  Will I ever recover?  Will I gain even one pound back? Will I have to go through the torture of losing it all over again?

Today I had a belated birthday with all of my friends at Houlihan’s.  It was very fun and I couldn’t have asked for anything better – or any better friends.  In fact they’re so great that they got me a ice-cream cake slice.  It was amazing… filled with snickers and oreos and wondrous, delicious things – but it also all ended up in my stomach.

And now not only do I feel like I got smacked in the face, but also like I just got punched in the gut.  Anyone who is trying to lose weight knows how hard it is to mess up.  Yes it’s true, tomorrow’s a new day.  But when I weigh myself tomorrow, if I am not at least the same weight I was this morning I am going to feel like its not a new day, but a repeat of today.  I will go through the same problem – only maybe I’ll defeat it this time.

College is going to be hard.  With my friends constantly eating raw cookie dough and making chocolate chip oreo cookies, how will I handle myself?  Maybe by remember how I feel right now.  But to be honest, I also have to remember that one day will not mess me up.  It takes 3,500 excess calories to gain a pound, and I did not eat anywhere near that.  I can defeat this struggle.  I can reach my goal.  One day will not bring me down.