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...