Well, it was no surprise to me that I gained 1.6 this week after my Christmas eating and drinking extravaganza. It's amazing how two days of throwing caution to the wind can cause you so much agony at the scale. You can do a lot of damage in just one day (or maybe a day and a half!). One tiny cookie? No big deal. But when one tiny cookie turns into many cookies, and bottles of wine and cheesy potatoes, I'm screwed.
I just hate that I feel like I have to be perfect or else it's all downhill. The new year will be good for me and I need to really focus on myself and my goal. I need to put all my obligations and other stuff aside if I am really going to get there in 2012. The only thing stopping me now is me...my choices...my mind. I need to get it together and really make the commitment. Every weekend there is a party, every day there will be a late meeting, every night someone will need me on the phone.
I need to make time for myself. There's no reason not to.
Here's to 2012.