Step Away From the Cake

So last week I was all angry and pissed off and things were going to change and they were going to change NOW!!! I made a plan and wrote it down in my planner and everything. So what happened this week??? Nothing! Absolutely!!! Nothing!!!! It was amazing. Friday, Saturday, and Sunday I did nothing as far as working out goes. Oh, I lie, I did yoga on Sunday (btw, it almost killed me). Monday morning I did go to the gym and that actually felt pretty darn good. But then Monday afternoon we had a Labor Day pool party and there was alcohol. More alcohol than I should have drunk on a school night. Plus we had Iggy who got up 2 or 3 times a night. So I went to bed early Sunday, but I had alcohol in me and Iggy getting me up 3 times. Luckily I took some ibuprofen and had water next to my bed through the night. I woke up feeling pretty good but I woke up late. So no gym and by the time I got home I was pretty tired. So no yoga. Tuesday night I slept really, really well and only heard Iggy on...

So Thursday I was angry. And I mean ANGRY. With a white hot anger that would burn anyone who got near me. It is now Sunday. Has anything changed? No. In many ways, I feel like I have far, far too much information and I don't know which way to turn. Primal, Paleo, Whole 30, Weight Watchers, Zone??? Way, way too many choices and I don't know which one is best. I've tried just about all of them and they all work to some extent if you work them. Things I do know for sure: I can't restrict calories too far or that will blow up in my face I need to find some serious motivation because of the fact that I am fat and feel like crap is not doing it.  As I was typing this something just hit me (again). In the past, when I've become seriously invested in exercise it is because I had something I was working towards. Someone years ago wrote that if you have to be working towards something and not against something else. Truer words were never spoken for me. I need some...