Well my parents came to visit for not a week but a month pretty much. It was a lovely visit but I totally screwed up on my diet. I am up to 270.6. What the heck! I'm beginning to think there really is no hope for me for the plain simple fact I do not have the will power to get the job done. I feel as if its a waste of time to pick myself up yet again, dust myself off, tell myself whats done is done now get busy now where you're at. I have done it too many times. Over and over again. What's the point of it all. Each time I feel more of a failure than the time before. Thats how I REALLY and truly feel right now.

But there's this little tiny part of me that doesn't want to give up. I wish it was a Big Huge part of me instead of the Tiny Speck that it actually is....

Just logging in here and stating my weight was a difficult thing to do. In the morning I will begin logging everything I eat, working on getting exercise again and I guess the most important thing of all which is getting my attitude a little work.

May the Tiny Speck that wants me to continue to try not burn out overnight!