The last week and a half was rough. I let myself go. Didn’t hold myself accountable. Got too cocky. Paid the price.
My beloved iPhone also died a miserable death (I dropped it on my walk, tripped and stepped on it). So there went my iTrackBites app. Yes, I probably have the points of everything in my pantry memorized. But I gave up. Why bother tracking when I can’t physically track it? (TheHubs kindly gave me his iPhone since we only use them as iPods since we cancelled our cell service, but I digress…) I couldn’t remember how many weeklies I had, or how many APs I earned.
But this morning was different.
I felt motivated. I felt strong.
I decided to start fresh right now. Not Saturday morning when my points reset. Now.
I know there will be damage on the scale this week – hopefully not too much.
I have 9 lbs to reach my halfway mark.
I can’t lose what I’ve accomplished.