... aaand then shit happens.

Ok. I really had the best intentions for today. I don't have an excuse either. I didn't even eat that horribly, I just didn't eat well. I think I'm going to start to make a name for my 8 o'clock hunger. It's like a monster. And then suddenly I'm looking around and I just ate ravioli, Kraft Mac 'n Cheese AND chocolate ice cream. w.t.f. It's me. I am the only person holding me back. I hold all the cards here. Exercise, eat right, drink right = weight loss.


32 days. I'd rather have an even-ending number anyways. I can do it, I can do it, I can do it. Be strong!

 

Every morning that you wake up is another chance to get it right.