Oh, Willpower! Where Art Thou?

Confession: I have completely lost control. I've been on a month-long bender. Not alcohol (that would've been fun). Not drugs (I'd probably lose weight). Not shopping (haven't you seen the news? we're broke!). 

This picture is representative of my extended holiday eating spree. I have been shoveling foods into my mouth that should be illegal in 7 states, including Puerto Rico. Case in point, the pretzel pictured here, drowning in Nutella (possibly the most fattening food ever created). 

A little background: My holidays, run slightly longer than normal. My birthday is a week after New Year's, my hubby's is a short 20 days later, and before you know it, Valentine's Day is upon us. In my world, this is a whole lot of eating. I had no less than 3 birthday dinners, preceded by 2 Christmas celebrations away. And, 2 New Year's dinner parties hosted by yours truly, which means I've gorged on a ton of leftovers. That Chocolate Banana Bread Pudding with the decadent rum sauce was a good idea at the time, having it at every meal for a week...not so much. I almost linked to the recipe, but if you even go within 10 miles of that rum sauce, your pants button will pop.

Last year, I had a good amount of control. I kept a fairly even keel weight-wise. This year? I'm totally lost. The other day I found a jalapeno popper in my mouth, and I'm not even sure how it got there!

It's a shame, because right after the (regularly scheduled) holidays, I stepped on the scale to assess the damage. It wasn't bad! I was pleasantly surprised. However, something went awry and the signal of "oh sweet relief" was somehow translated by my brain as "please go eat an entire pizza." 

With this post, I resolve to do better. But to go forward, I must relive my past. Over the next week or so, I'll be recounting all my dieting successes and failures. That way, I can figure out my next step.