I am becoming the Queen of reactions!
I wake Wednesday and weigh in, time to get back in routine, discover I have had a 400gram gain and have a crap reaction. I eat bread (a lot of) for breakfast, I eat chocolate for lunch and cant remember about dinner. What was the point of counting calories anyway.
I have a shit eating day and I react with going hard out at the gym the following day. I do my weights, do a step class and then a zumba class. 2.5 hours later and only 800 calories to show for it because I actually have to think about how to do it ‘low impact’. It is hard when you used to go hell for leather.
Have had some bad news lately and while I put that into my head and make it fit where I am now I react! I always react. I cry, I shout, I eat, I exercise. I am the Queen of reactions. But some of those reactions are not so bad and some are stupid. I am obsessing.
I really need 12wbt to get started again. I need my husband to get a job so I can figure out my routine. Life is in flux with doctors, hospitals, job interviews, over eating and massive hours at the gym trying to undo what I have done. I need 12wbt. Michelle Bridges, get inside my head and kick my up the arse!
I have planned my menu for the coming week. I cannot work out when to exercise just yet because I am not sure how the other stuff going on in my life will affect by routine. So all I can control is my food intake. I cannot react, I must 
must must plan.
Sugar cannot cuddle me back, it cannot make me feel better. If I am craving salt so much I need to work out why. Seriously why do people crave salt. I must be missing something.
Time to find out more about these reactions. I feel like I am slipping into a black hole of reaction and counter actions. Blah, I dont know that it is healthy.
