I have a confession: I'm stuck in "I don't wanna" mode.
I don't wanna workout.
I don't wanna eat another apple.
I don't wanna drink water instead of diet soda.
Then I wonder why I can't hit that gall darned next goal!
I can't hit the goal because Pretzel M&M's are quite tasty.
I can't hit the goal because sleeping in is more fun than workout dvd's.
I can't hit the goal because beer is delicious.
I can't hit the goal because I don't wanna try.
And so, I'm going to have a little pep talk with myself. I'm going to ask myself why I am stopping myself and why I care more about snacks than I do my own personal well being.
I am at that point in my journey where pants are starting to get more and more loose and old clothes are starting to fit again, but I simply cannot stop bringing myself down.
I'm going to re-focus, re-center, start a new week with a weigh in and I'm going to forgive myself for whatever that number is and I'm going to move the EFF on! Get over it! Get over yourself! Get over your love of junk and get back to the lovely and healthy foods that you know you love! Skip the beer and wine for a while because they are a mutha fuggin treat, not a right!
Start listening to your support group and stop listening to your cravings.
Start asking for help instead of asking for a second serving.
Find a darn anchor because you weight as much as one! That's right, I don't have an anchor. I need to find a stupid anchor! It needs to be something I see every single stinking day of my life, otherwise I'll forget about it.
Start moving your ass more because the last time I checked, thinking about exercise doesn't burn a single friggin calorie. Driving by the gym on your way home doesn't count as activity.