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I relate this to how meditation caused marijuana to up and leave me around day 35. I wasn’t grasping onto it, I wasn’t pushing it away, it just left of its own accord.
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It’s more punishment than I expected, but no less than I deserved. There’s a lesson here that I obviously needed to learn at this point in my sobriety journey. And it’s this: A single night of drinking erases two weeks of hard earned weight loss.
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I pulled down a five pound bag of various mini chocolate bars, and went to town. I should have known better, but I figured in my compromised state that the ol’ sugar for beer swap-a-roo was the lesser of two evils. Maybe, but…
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Once I’m there, I will suddenly find myself in a new here. The horizon will have receded further, continuing in earnest to remain just beyond my reach. And I, as Tantalus, will continue to grasp in vain for it’s fruits.
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I began my journey to rewire my brain and rebuild my body with a BMI over 30. And that was after I had already lost around eight pounds. So, it goes without saying I was healthily (or unhealthily) in obese territory and trending upward!