I am a firm believer that anyone can learn anything if they apply themselves Except for those born with, perhaps, a disability or retardation. I think I’m retarded.
I will continue to make the title "Better Me" because somewhere in this process I will become a better me. These three days were plain and simple, bad. Every weekend I completely derail and eat, drink and smoke cigarettes as if these are my last days on earth. We go to our little house up north and I let it all loosen up. It's like another land where the home rules don't apply but as soon as I step back into Illinois everything ingested on the weekend resurrects itself and fat cells grow, brain cells die and, in general, my body degrades overall just a little.
The key here is to find the strength within myself to let go of these old habits. This is a lifestyle that I have been unable to let go of for over five years now. I feel like I'd be turning into an un-fun person. Hmmm un-fun or die earlier of something hideous like cancer while all the time living with intense aches and pains from over stressing out my joints.
I'm going to keep trying. Einstein said it's the crazy person who illustrates the same behavior over and over expecting different results. (or something like that)
Days 11 - 14. Scale 1 - 5.... 0 I fear I've gained weight. Because I KNOW I've put on at least a pound from the beer and 2 bottles of wine alone.
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