Not much to add today except for that thought. What is it going to take? When am I going to wake up and not only realize what is happening, but actually take the appropriate action?
Make no mistake… I know I’m fat.
I’m not happy with my current situation. I want, with every fiber of my being, to be successful when it comes to my weight loss journey. And yet I fail.
Yesterday I woke up and weighed in at 239.5. And then proceeded to stop at McDonald’s on the way to work and at Arby’s on my way home. What in the literal fuck is wrong with me?
I will not give up. I will win this battle.
It’s not just a battle against being fat. It’s a battle with myself.
I will win.