Remember Me?

I failed. Let's just get that out in the open right now. I failed. I went to the holidays with good intentions, and being snowed in with gobs of time on my hands failed me. Today I am 324. I actually think that's better than it was too because I'm back in business and dieting hardcore for 5 straight days now...but it was only this morning that I had the strength to stand of the platform of PURE COLD-HEARTED HONESTY. It doesn't get more straight-forward than a scale...and I knew that, so I avoided it. And as a result, I avoided this blog too. But, encouraging reminders from "Lucy" and "Blaze" made me rethink that this was a thick and thin, good and bad, ugly and pretty journey, so I needed to own up, be a man, and forge ahead. After all, these were MY choices and I can't lay blame anywhere else. So, with that, goodbye lots of pizzas, goodbye 7-layer cookies, goodbye apple crumb pie (and all of your floured, baked, white-sugared brothers and sisters), and HELLO 2010! I'm still committed to the race. I just fell down. While I didn't expect to fall into an Entenman's bakery rack, I did, so I move on. Gotta do this!