Getting up after a fall is hard

I still struggled today finding my motivation. I know my plan will work. It seems at times it is easy to lose sight of the goal. Or perhaps it seems like I will never truly get there. There are so many enticing things along the way to get you sidetracked. I guess it is just like any sin out there. The Bible talks about the narrow path that few will find and follow. I suppose right now I am like the many that choose the wide path of food, addiction, and being overweight... I don't know. I just know I need to get my butt in gear. It is harder when Greg is gone. He is great accountability... and relief from a day with the children. I can get so uptight with them sometimes if I don't get my time to myself. My escape is food... But really I don't even enjoy it when I eat it in the stressful situation... I think I will but I don't at all and I feel sick, bloated and disappointed that I even wasted the calories. I guess that is what I have to remember. Sometimes I think it scares me that I will never be able to just eat whatever again... but I don't think I would really want it when I am in the place I dream of being. I am going to keep on striving and I am going to make it.