It has been so long since I’ve been on the (weight loss) wagon that I’ve forgotten what colour the seats were. Or what a bumpy right it is, for that matter. And I always get nervous about making grand declarations (drama? me? never!), but I am putting my foot down. Sticking my stake in the sand. Mixing my metaphors like there is no tomorrow:
I ate too much yesterday, but I LOGGED it.
I didn’t work out, but I OWN it.
I ate crap for breakfast but I HAVE a PLAN.
I have a yummy bean salad for lunch. Tonight, I make smoothie packs and pack yogurt, fruit, and granola to keep at the office. Tomorrow, physio, and a plan to get back to my bike.
Hold on to your hats, folks – I’m not just back on the wagon, I am TAKING the REINS and GOING PLACES. YEEEHAAAWWW!
This post is brought to you by some really great friends who, knowingly or not, have buoyed me up over the past few days. Oh, and maybe a day at Stampede