Alright, I'm going to admit it. I'm bored. It's not just counting calories that's boring me. I lack the thrill of non-work deadlines. Which is why I've decided to begin taking Spanish, but sadly I decided this two months too late. I'm trying to be patient waiting for the semester to end.
So I'm bored in life and diet. And I haven't been keeping up. I'm afraid to step on the scale. I'm wondering what the use is of "going on". I know why I should - I'm not where I want to be health-wise, weight-wise, or size-wise. Yet, I am comfortable where I am. And similarly, I'm comfortable in life.
I need adventure. I need some fun.
I did well on the diet today, but half of that was I was too busy concentrating on not falling over from dizziness that food didn't really persuade me.
Hopefully tomorrow and this weekend will be a better week.