I’m beginning to wonder if I will EVER get back on track. I have basically put my scales away. I have completely rolled over and all but died. This time last year I was feeling so much better and so much happier. I’ve had a taste of the “good life”. How have I not chosen to go back there? How have I allowed the pleasure of the taste buds to control my life yet again? I see things turning around a little more each day. Yet I don’t stop and force myself in the other direction. I keep saying tomorrow tomorrow tomorrow….but tomorrow never comes. I’ve kept a few of my successful habits but none that really make a big difference. My fibro has been horrible this summer so it has been easy to focus on that and not my eating habits. I was working at the gym with a trainer but had to stop because of my fibro. It just couldn’t handle it. I’m not convinced it was really helping me in any way anyhow. I was getting worse instead of better. I know I just need to dial it in yet it’s as if I don’t know where the dial is – nor do I care. The longer that times goes on the more I dislike myself. I had so much success and now feel like such a failure. How do you pick yourself up from that? That’s where I am in the battle of weight loss and health. SIGH I know what I need to do and I know how to do it – I just keep choosing not to do it. Where do I go to buy the willpower & self-respect I need to follow this path once again? Better yet – where do I go to buy the skinny gene? And why can’t it be that simple?