Hell I didn't just fall off the wagon, I left the freaking reservation.
We all do it.Whether it's dieting, exercising, or learning how to play the piano. We all quit at some point or another and have to start completely over.
We as humans fail.
That's not important.What is important is what you do when you realize you have failed.
How a person handles failure says a lot about them. It shows if they have grace and dignity, or if they can still throw a tantrum like a toddler.
I am writing today to be held accountable for my recent actions and, or inaction.
I have stopped counting calories.I have stopped consistently having two shakes a day.
I have begun eating fast food again.
I have stopped exercising. COMPLETELY.
I have stopped drinking the correct amount of water I need each day.
I have had several cokes.
I have visited Starbucks one too many times here lately.
I have become complacent.
Most importantly I have forgotten that I am NOT done.
I have forgotten that my goal is 140 pounds not 190.
I will no longer let myself believe losing 50 pounds is enough. I will get my act together and resume the journey I began in June. I will inspire others again. I will make myself proud.
I welcome anyone to remind me each and everyday of the promise I am making right now.
