On friday I was feeling good. I walked down half the steps at the YMCA foot over foot. It took a lot of concentration and by no means did I look graceful; but I did it. I planned on coming home and recording it as progress. I became distracted searching for an inspirational phrase in Latin (I found it) and by the time I was done with that I was eating. And eating. And eating. By the end of that day I came to realize I was sabatoging myself. This idea and possible reasons festered in my mind over the weekend and ... I sabatoge myself when I feel accomplished. Is going down stairs foot over foot an accomplishment? YES! Am I good at it? Not yet - but there is no instant. Anything good takes time. So why does what others use as a springboard seem to derail me?