Stay The Course

A month ago I weighed 316, and I had grand visions of losing 17 pounds by the end of the year, and I'd celebrate my birthday with fanfare & trumpets, and I'd begin 2016 under 300 pounds for the first time since 1995.

Well, shit! Today I weighed in at 324.

WHAT THE FUCK?

Yes, last week was Thanksgiving. Yes, I ate off-plan.

One meal.

One plate.

So...it wasn't Thanksgiving. Perhaps it was the 5lb bag of pre-shelled walnuts I got at CostCo? Perhaps it was the carb-creep of adding french fries & 'easy' side items, when veggies aren't available? Not enough salad? Skipping a workout here & there?

Maybe all of the above?

I need to re-dedicate, re-focus, and re-commit.

But dammit, I'm tired...