Wish I knew what was going on. I've never had a problem with motivation. I just decide I want something and come hell or high water, by God that's what I'll do. I was gangbusters with this for months. Lost 40 pounds. Exercised everyday. Then summer came and I just quit. It's ridiculous. It seemed that everytime I was ready to re-start, I had some reason I should wait "just until the 4th of July Party is Over" "Just until after vacation" "just until after the Miller Reunion" "just until school starts." Now here I am, ten pounds fatter, and I still can't get my ass in gear. WTF? I know "nothing tastes as good as skinny feels." I get all that. I know how good it feels to drop the pant's size and toss out the old ones. I know how good I feel after a hard workout. So what the hell is wrong with me???
Diet Calendar Entry for 31 August 2010:
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1356 kcal
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Fat: 35.83g | Prot: 67.66g | Carb: 197.00g.
Breakfast: Sugar, Jif peanut butter, deli flats. Lunch: chips ahoy 100 calorie, chocolate milk, celery, mayo, lettuce, Croutons, canned tuna. Dinner: pasta, meatball. Snacks/Other: red delicious apple, peach. more...
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