Failure is not final...just a bump on the journey...

The first month of 2015 is over and I have fallen off the diet wagon again! I also did it in a spectacular way, because if one is going to break their diet resolution, it might as well be for a three course, calorie laden meal which includes chocolate brownies, chocolate sauce and double cream.

Unfortunately, I could not hide my moment of madness from the scales as I tentatively stepped on them the following morning. I almost heard them laughing as they gleefully flashed at me that I had put on 2lbs in weight since the day before – the same amount that has just taken me two weeks to lose.

So the diet wagon is waiting for me to climb aboard again. I know I should, but it’s an uncomfortable, isolating ride, although I hear that the destination is a utopia filled with happiness and confidence – at least that is what I (and millions of other women who are bombarded with glossy images of the “perfect woman”) are led to believe.

I will climb aboard again and I expect that I will probably fall off again in another spectacular and tasty way. Next time I will not be so hard on myself and try to remember that failure is not final and that if the odd failure is part of the diet plan, it is not considered a failure at all.

The diet wagon journey may be slow, but the destination will be reached eventually if I keep climbing back on. At the end I may be able to fit into those jeans again, but I bet it won’t turn me into the “perfect woman” – just a grumpy one craving for chocolate brownies covered in double cream.