Another Note to Self...

Dear Self,

I don't want you to panic, but you will be getting on a plane to the beach in 44 days. That gives you roughly 43 more days to get your damned act together and stop eating crap!

But you did a great job yesterday and many kudos to you for not getting a double cheeseburger at McDonald's when you really, REALLY wanted one.

And double-kudos for working out. It was touch and go for a while, I know, and I do not recommend a 10PM Turbo Jam session with weighted gloves to become a regular occurrence, but good for you for doing it, when you could have simply kept your ass glued firmly to the couch!

Love,
Me

P.S. The next time you think it would be a "good" idea to eat a frozen dinner that has been in your freezer since 2006, please think twice.

P.P.S. You have a huge bag of frozen chicken breasts that could have been baked in that time period.

P.P.P.S. But good for you for at least eating something that tried to be healthy. Even though it was nasty.