Why I am not a size 3. .

I love to eat. So much so, that while I am literally chewing my breakfast, I am mentally planning out my lunch.

I could be in the worst mood ever. Just a grump. But if someone asks me if I want to go to lunch, I am just flying high with the thought that I get to go out and eat delicous, fatty, salty food. I don't always eat unhealthy, but I will more than likely choose the cheeseburger and fries over the grilled chicken breast and steamed vegetables. I am your typical American eater. Sugar, salt, and starch. MMM!

Alas, I have reached a point (and weight) in my life that has made me really want to stop making the bad choices that I make daily. I am currently at a BMI of 25.3. I would really like to see that drop below a 20. And stay that way. My problem is that I am a quitter. I have quit everything I have ever started. From dance class when I was 8 to the jigsaw puzzle I put back in the box after a few days of trying to piece it together. The only thing I can't seem to quit is eating crap. To be honest, I will be surprised if I track all my meals for an entire week. It is very likely that I will never log back in after 2 days.

So, here's to NOT quitting this time. And maybe, actually, feeling the real feeling of accomplishment and being proud of myself for the first time since I can remember.