Size 6!

So, really.... I've been slacking. I'm really disappointed in myself.

I have a goal: size 6. Honestly, I'd be proud of myself at a size 8- but I'm setting my standards higher than a comfort zone.

I'm going back to VA Beach in March. I want to wow people. I want them to not be able to recognize me. I want to be proud of myself of the effort I've put into this. Although, the past 3 days I've absolutely been slacking. My problem is that I beat myself up over failed days, and don't allow myself to be content with successful days.

I'm not sure what's hindering my ability to just DO it. What am I afraid of? Failure? I don't think I could fail anymore at this point, considering my weight.  The only place left to go is up.

It's great that I have Max as a support system. The boy drives me crazy sometime, but I know he means well.  I 'm pretty sure that he's the only person that I trust who will always give me his honest, unbiased support and advice.  We've been through so much over 10 years, and he's still around. He's a friend that has influenced my life in more ways than he can imagine.

On a different note, I'm going to get my ass off here and go clean my house. Ugh.