Dear Diary,
I was gonna give up on my goals. I had no fight left in me. I engaged in what I knew were self destructive behaviors yesterday. I did not exercise. I ate donuts and pizza and drank soda and played video games and watched TV while sitting on my a**. I was expecting to weigh in at 235 this morning. Thank goodness I didn't. There was virtually no increase from the Saturday morning weigh in. Then I got blessed at church. I realized that I've worked too hard and come too far to give up now. I expect to be successful. I've got some fight left in me. Consequently, I've got some pizza and donuts left in my kitchen.
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