It’s 4:23 am right now. What does that mean? To me, it means that I should be in bed. But instead, feeling sick (ugh, I had pizza tonight, which makes me sooo bad) and pain (yay, possibly another kidney infection, can’t you see my excitement?) are keeping me awake. So, I’ve decided to give myself this time to relax and refresh.

I’m thinking about this diet thing. I know, it’s all I blog about. But it’s almost all I think about. My weight. Isn’t that sad? I have a wonderful man who loves me just the way I am, and calls me womanly and treats me like I’m the most beautiful girl around, and yet all I can think is that I’m too fat and too round and totally unattractive. At least this way I know I’m doing this for me and not for him - the way it should be!

I read You: On a Diet and followed the meal plan for a week. That week was awesome. I lost weight and got myself set up with awesome momentum and that went from 2 pounds to 5 pounds to 10 pounds very quickly. And now I’m stuck. I’ve gotten lazy. I’ve gotten relaxed with my eating. See above, where I mention that I had pizza for dinner. Ugh. So bad.

I’m going to follow the meal plan again next week. Just very select parts of it, though. Breakfast in the morning - bread with peanut butter. Veggies before lunch. Spinach walnut salad for lunch. Veggies/fruit before dinner. Turkey wrap for dinner. Small snack after dinner. Nuts before every meal, 30 minutes before the meal. Logging everything I eat.

I need to get back on track, if for no other reason than to stop whining about how I need to get back on track. It’s annoying me.

I have decided to give myself a bit of wiggle room with the gym, though. At least until this infection or whatever it is goes away, or I go to a doctor. I don’t need to overexert myself when I’m feeling so crummy.