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Today has been one of those days.

This week was one of those weeks.

I've been off.  Somethings been off.  I can't put my finger on it.  Okay, that's a lie.  I can, but I am in denial.  And being in denial is doing nothing for the way I am feeling.

Fat.

There, I said it.  F. A. T.

Sadly, I can't seem to find my groove again.  I had surgery, I couldn't work out, I needed the break.  I went balls to the wall for 8 months and lost 40 pounds.  I needed a break.  But my break is over and I need to shake this before I undo what I worked so hard for.

It's not hard.  I mean, I know what I should be doing.  I did it for 8 months.  I just don't want to have to work for it anymore.  Even though I know it is not that easy and that I am going to have to continue to work at this, forever.

It's summer and I just want to eat, lay by the pool and do nothing.  Even though I have a half marathon to train for.  And a 5k.  And a 10k.  I have things to strive for.  Things to work for.

But I just don't wanna.

Someone, please call the wahhhh-bulance.  I need a swift kick.  And I need it NOW.

Thank you in advance for encouraging me.  It really does help!