not starting over

After a four mile walk, being really good at Sea World and walking even further, I was still up almost three pounds by Saturday. And I was done. Why bother to be so good, to try so hard when I was only going to go up anyway?
This weekend, I was up at home for Easter. I did okay on Saturday, and I was down a little, but not enough to keep me from feeling frustrated. So on Sunday, we made a roast, and mashed potatoes and gravy. And I ate them. I didn't eat them in moderation, I just ate them. And I had ice cream.
At my official weigh in yesterday, I was up 1.8 lbs from the week before. And I did it to myself. I can't believe I gave up. I could have been up only a pound, and I started my period today, which means I would have been down if I just stay good.
But I'm not starting over.

I'm pushing through.

I started running again today, after a two week hiatus due to illness, and I was sure that I was going to have to go back to week two. I accidentally clicked the three week button, and I decided to just try it. After each interval, I felt like I could just keep running, so I didn't go back down to week two. I was able to run for the full last minute instead of just 30 seconds. It felt good.
I also made ground turkey breast and spinach, and added a little brown rice. I ate a serving, then put the rest into three containers for dinner the next couple of nights. I also bought carrots and hummus for lunches. As of this morning, I had seven pounds to lose before I hit a major mile-stone. I want to get as close as possible before May 1st. It's gonna be epic.