Ok, it's Monday and I am actually home with no place to go but the "Y" tonight. At least, that's where it stands right now.

Reflecting on the weeks I sat in the hospital with my aunt, I really made some poor choices. I let her fear of being alone dictate the poor eating choices I made. I am sure if I picked up a salad in the morning, the nurses would have put it in the fridge for me. No, I picked up calorie-laden, preservative packed, high carb foods that just packed on the never-exercising body of mine. I did not step on the scale today, as I should have, but judging by the way my clothes fit, I'm sure I'm up 10 pounds.

Nothing I can do about the past. I have my menu planned for the week. Even if I receive another phone call and have to make the 4 hour trip to Philadelphia, I have veggies packed, string cheese in the fridge and a water bottle prepped. No more monster muffins and super-grande coffees for me (okay, maybe the coffee if absolutely necessary). This is a lifestyle, and I am solely responsible for what I put in and on my body. No one else.

My goal for today is to get caught up with my SP 5% challenge assignments. To follow my menu and to get to the "Y" to get some physical activity in. I know I have to start back at the beginning or I risk adrenal crises, but I've done it before . I can do this again.