Okay, confession time. You haven’t heard me talk about my diet in a while for a reason. Well, for the last couple months, I’ve been bad. Not Chucky bad, mind you, more like Louis in Interview with the Vampire…the guilt preyed on my mind as I slipped further and further away from the garden path. Excuses? You’ve heard em all, and mine are, well, mine. So let’s move on, shall we?
And where does that take us? Round two, of course. Now, mind you, the guilt made it possible for me to maintain rather than gain, but I haven’t lost anything since I began slip sliding away, so it’s time to jump on the diet train with both feet again.
I can do this. I’m resolute. I’m unanimous in this. I’m directed. Focused. Ready. Mentally strong (stop it!).
So today, right now, at 11:18 am, I’m letting the world know. I’m back, baby!