Up another pound, and I'm pretty pissed off at myself about it. Once again, I'm not going to meet a goal. I never meet goals. I don't try....I don't care....I don't know what my f-ing excuse is. Not that it matters - I had a teacher in highschool once who used to say excuses are like buttholes...everyone has one and they all stink.
Using this rage to find some success in this journey...

Last week I was over 330 not sure how much as my scale gave me the big E. But I weighed in at 323.0 today....YIPPY!!!!! 

I feel like I am doing really great this time around! I feel encouraged with myself more and more every day...especially as people start making comments 

Was OP all week. Haven't been able to do that for a looong time. Goal for this week is to get on the treadmill 4 times.