Bad week this week.  Too much stress, too much temptation.  And the blahs are hitting me.  This is when I have to fight to keep going and get myself over the hump.  I knew that change would be hard.  I expected it to take a while.  I guess I just didn't think it would be this hard.  That light at the end of the tunnel just seems farther away than I originally thought.   I ate not so good this week.  Not horrible, but no where close to what I should have done.  I did exercise almost every day.  But I feel really fat today.  And I am frustrated.  I had not really had fast food since I started 5 weeks ago except for pizza.  I stopped Thursday at Chik Fil A and had a chicken sandwich and fries and diet lemonade.  Last night I went to a Christmas party at bowling (I am in a league Friday nights and and Sunday nights.)  I ate a roast beef sandwich and some fruit and a piece of fudge.  So this is not horrible, but not great. I am craving, craving, craving all week.  I am craving cigarettes this week as bad as February.  I really thought I was beginning to get over them.  It is almost a year.  But this week was bad.  And then I turn to food.  This is what happened to me really the beginning of the year.  I joined the Y in Januray and quit smoking but ate like crazy and gained another pound anyway.  And everyone says be glad I only gained 1!   So I can't give up.  I cannot go backwards.  I don't think I lost anything this week and that is gonna kill me tomorrow.  This week is Christmas.  And then Saturday I leave for my Dad's in Florida.  So I have to really survive the next two weeks.  Have to keep up with the exercise. Oh well.  Gotta go put the lights on the Christmas tree.  Maybe go shopping tomorrow.  Maybe that will help put me in a better frame of mind.  Really wanted to fit in those size 12 jeans by Christmas and looks like that is not going to happen.  I am so frustrated!