Confession time: I'm scared of failing miserably. I have next to no will power and my husband doesn't help that. I stop buying treats and DH starts buying them. I bought fruit an bread to make toast for breakfast. He went out and bought donuts for breakfast. I had some this morning. I had them yesterday morning too. And last night I forgot that I'd made a new change and I had jack in the box for dinner. And then today my boss asked me to go to lunch with a bunch of my associates and I had a hamburger and fries. I only ate half the burger but it wasn't exactly the healthiest of choices, not that anything on that menu was... but I could have requested soup instead of fries. I could have requested a salad, but when everyone else is eating burgers and mac and cheese smothered in bacon... a iceberg wedge doesn't sound all that delicious. I'm scared.