I Crashed. I Burned.

My headache was a like a rolling jack hammer across the sockets of my eyes. I found myself descending from the heights of starting high on desire and motivation to be  losing altitude at an unbelievable rate because I needed, my mind needed, food. It needed the familiar taste and weight of what food on my stomach felt like and it wouldn’t stop! I relented. My mind retaliated because of my will to stay the course and a headache worthy of being on a Richter scale ensued. I became nausea and eventually called earl. [shaking my head] The headache never ended until I made it to the safety net of my bed, but not before I stopped at a pizza joint for a little peace of mind. Today I am going to continue my diet but with more food, HEALTHY FOOD choices, as I start a new day. The carnage of the wreckage is a reminder that losing weight is not just a matter of pressing a button. It’s discipline, planning, effort, execution and patience.

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