I fell off the wagon again, but I’m not giving up
I started this year at 71.45 kg.
Now I’m at 76.25 kg.
And honestly? That hurts to admit.
Somewhere along the way, I slipped back into old habits. Emotional eating, too many sweets, too much high-calorie comfort food whenever I felt stressed, sad, overwhelmed, or just mentally exhausted. Instead of fueling my body with what it truly needs, I used food as an escape.
But this time feels different.
Right now, more than ever before, I feel motivated, inspired, and fully dedicated to getting back on track. Not because I hate my body — but because I want to take care of it again. I want to feel strong, healthy, energized, and proud of myself.
I’m going back to regular workouts:
✧ running outside,
✧ cardio sessions on the ergometer indoors,
✧ moving my body consistently instead of making excuses.
And I’m done punishing myself with food that only gives temporary comfort. My body deserves real nutrition. Real fuel. Real care.
This journey was never supposed to be perfect.
There will be setbacks. There will be difficult days. But falling off the wagon does not mean the journey is over.
I’m getting back up.
And this comeback starts now.
New accountability rule:
Weigh-in day will be every Sunday and on the 1st day of every month. No more avoiding the scale. No more pretending things are fine when they’re not. I want to stay honest with myself and track my progress — one step at a time.
Progress Begins Where Excuses End