That's all I can say. :D

Today has been the roughest so far.

I didn't want to get out of bed and slept way later than normal. When I got up, I went right to the routine of eating and drinking.

I'm sick of being so aware of eerything that goes into my mouth. I know this will pass but I just want to mindlessly grab a bite outside of the house without planning and packing. It's the buyer's regret that everyone talks about. The weight loss is great and every other day until today, I was either OK with what I needed to do or really happy I made this choice. Today... pbbbbth.

I want a full dinner with a salad today... and I'm pissed that I got so big that I needed to take this drastic measure so I could get back on track again. My past piss poor choices have deprived me of what I want. In more ways than one.

I'm going to go grab a SF chocolate pudding and go to bed and hopefully wake up on the right side of it tomorrow.