Don’t you find it amazing how one day of slacking off becomes one week?
My sister and niece were here last week visiting and as my progress proves, I didn’t do so hot.
O.K. I did like crap.
But I’m back. I journaled everything today (even the 12 piece nuggets from Chick-Fil-A).
My WW leader said something a while ago that rang true today while I was reaching for a second helping of dinner.
If a lapse becomes a relapse, stop it before you collapse.
The point is, I’m not going to let last week derail my efforts. I’m back in the saddle again, ya’ll.
And now I have Aerosmith stuck in my head.
(Walks away singing “I’m back! I’m back in the saddle again…”)