I have to say, though, that I didn't even try to be on plan today. For a very dumb reason - I hadn't pre-mixed any shakes and I wasn't able to grab anything but a bar, and you're not supposed to have a bar first thing in the morning, so I waited but by the time I could get myself a meal it was past an hour, and I just let it slide.
It is just plain hard work the first week, no doubt about it. It's a struggle until you get in the zone and get used to saying 'no' and start to feel lighter and stronger. Until you literally yank yourself 180 degrees and start moving in the right direction, it is so despicably easy to keep on going the same way you always have been.
It's not going to be any fun, but I'm going to go to bed early tonight, make sure the kitchen is clean and my shakes are mixed, and try to set myself up for success a lot more than I did today. I almost think having success last time makes me more complacent, because I feel like 'whenever I get around to it' things will start to happen, guaranteed. But there's no way I can win this fight until I want it with all my heart and soul and mind and body. Gotta say, though - I'm starting to look fat to myself again. After almost 5 months you can't keep saying it's baby weight, you know?
Leigh said I have to post a loss this week at roll call, so I'd better get busy or she'll hunt me down and beat me.
