I think we've all fallen off the wagon once or twice, whether it's sobriety, food related, or literally falling off of a wagon (don't even try to tell me you've never done it, you ain't gotta lie to kick it!)
I fell off my wagon a bit this past week. Between my birthday last week, there was lots of eating out, drinks, and general relaxation. Luckily for me, I didn't gain anything back, but it was still a wake up call for me to not get too comfortable with my progress.
I'm doing another dietbet, and I realized that I can't just sit back and stop working, just because I've made progress. Yes, I've accomplished a lot these past few months, but I've also got a LONG way to go, I'm only about 1/3 of the way to my goal.
So, I told myself that I need to get back on track BEFORE I move backwards.
Now after buckling down again for the past two days, the numbers on the scale are moving in the right direction again, and it was just a reminder to me that slipping up here and there isn't going to ruin everything as long as you don't let it!