This morning it's time to "face the music" at Weight Watchers.
I've gotten off track these last two weeks and I KNOW I've put on weight. How much? I have no idea. But I will find out in less than an hour.
I'm a bit ashamed of myself. I was doing so good, feeling so good, looking so good. Why did I get off track? Why did I allow myself to lose control? WHY DID I GIVE INTO THE ALMIGHTY CURLY FRIES?
I need a spanking.
I'm not going to let this minor bump in the road stop me from getting to my goal. I acknowledge that I screwed the HELL UP and I am moving on. Starting now.
I just hope I didn't gain more than 5 pounds because anything more than that has the potential to ruin me. Ok. Maybe I'm not ready to move on just yet. I have to see what the "damage is" on the scale before I can get all positive and shit.







HEY YOU! I've seen the pictures. You look great! So...don't let whatever results you get today deter you in any way, shape, or form. Don't do it! You are doing tremendously!