Even the Lucky Hot Dog Dinner Can't Help Me Now

After my last post, I would love to say I was a superstar all week- I ate my veggies, drank my water, exercised. For the most part that's true, although I didn't track- at all- after Sunday. I tracked today, but only for fear of how awful tomorrow's weigh-in will be.

I'll be the first to admit that I am extremely imperfect, and hey, whatever I gain tomorrow is what I earn. Back on the wagon full-force beginning last night.

I never feel that I need to say that I am "recommitting" - I am committed. I'm not 100% awesome at weight loss, but I never feel hopeless or overwhelmed. Pick up and move on. What the hell is my other option? Feel bad about? No way. Learn from it? Heck yes!

This weekend is dedicated to relaxation, and one thing on my to-do list is to go over my blog entries from when I first started. I think it will help me remember why I'm doing this in the first place. Eyes on the prize.

I look forward to tomorrow's weigh-in, as it will be a much-needed kick in the pants.