Okay, I have to do EVERYTHING that I can to put myself back on the working out (hard) every day train. I have been "exercising", but I'm not impressed with the effort I've been putting in. But the results have been unreal.

I didn't even "exercise" much last week, and lost 3 pounds. 3 POUNDS!! What?!?! from walking two days, and then not for a few days, and walking a little on another two days? what?!?! yeah. so I kind of thought to myself that this was an okay thing: I didn't have to work out every day. Which I don't really, I just like doing it. I like pushing myself and seeing what is possible for me to do. But I just haven't been.

So, I'm sitting here, telling myself that it's okay for me to work less, because I'm still losing weight. But I'm afraid of falling off the wagon completely. I'm afraid that this is left-over from my hard work over the last month and a half, and my body is still pushing at the higher levels, but I'm not pushing my body. I don't want to see what happens when my body realizes that it's not being asked to do as much. I don't want to see the scale go back up. I don't want to be discouraged.

So this is really it. This is the end of my lethargy. This is the beginning of a new day and a new time and the real me.