The plateau of July

I started out great these first couple months, I lost over 10 lbs!  It was awesome and I felt so great!  For the month of July, though, I've been yo-yo-ing around 4 lbs never making it lower than my lowest weight I reached at the end of June.  I'm not going to sugar coat it, that sucked.  I made some small goals to try and get back on track but I was really busy with all this wedding stuff that I quickly made the excuses as to why I wasn't doing as well as I had been, and when and how I would be fixing it--later.  I had a goal to get back to the lowest weight in time for the wedding and I did on Tuesday, but was back up again by Saturday.  After a day of sweltering heat, not eating all that much, and dancing like the freaking champ I am, I'm now one lb away from that goal.  (So stomach flu's and weddings are apparently great weight loss tools)  I'm sad that I've basically wasted this month.  It's good that I haven't gone back to my original weight and I've basically maintained an 8-9 lb loss so I know I can't lose sight of that, but well, I really wanted to keep losing like I did the first 2 months.  I can pin point exactly how this happened.  I have not come remotely close to figuring out how to eat well when not in the confines of my own home.  When I am camping, celebrating, or at a restaurant I don't really eat well.  My will power disappears and my excuses start flaring and I figure whatever damage I do this weekend I'll make up for in the coming week.  Except then I camp again or BBQ again the following weekend, and during said week I went out to the bar one night, and met people for lunch another day, and had other things going on that kept me from going to the gym.  I do realize the gym is imperative to my success here.  If I'm not going at LEAST 2-3 times a week, I will not lose.  3-4 is better but I should be able to accomplish 2-3.  I really just need to start living this lifestyle again, so I can start seeing more success.  The success I've had has been wonderful and people's comments to me has been a huge inspiration.  So I must get back to that place and pick up where I left off at the end of June.  As I said in other posts this month, I am not defeated, I accept the small wall that I have placed in front of me, and I will climb over and move on.