After a weekend of food and friends, I once again find myself where I usually do; off track and back to where I started.
Last week I had a great week. Down two pounds, intense workouts almost daily, and I generally watched my food intake.
Now this weekend, while I didn't eat a lot, I didn't eat "good for you" food, I didn't work out, and I have probably put those two pounds back on.
At what point can I get so fucking frustrated that it finally just takes. When will I finally put in the effort, all the effort needed, and finally see the results. Honestly, this shit is getting old. I just need to change. I need accountability.
I am going to switch my weigh in day from Wednesday to Thursday. That's 8 weeks out from Thanksgiving. I need the deadline. I need a goal. I want to be down 5 pounds. I don't need anymore, but I need that! I just want healthy; mind, body, and soul.
So this Thursday, I am putting the weight out there, and I am going to check-in weekly with a picture of the scale. Up or down, I just want accountability.