I must be kidding myself.
Four days of tracking and exercising and doing all of the right things do not make up for a weekend worth of gluttony.
And that is what I feel like I've been doing. Watching carefully during the week, and running rampant on the weekends.
I do not deserve the one pound weight loss that I achieved this past week. It should have been a gain, or at the very least maintenance.
So today I will start following the Weight Watchers program as it is designed. To track EVERY day. Every bite, lick, taste, and splurge.
Because I really want to do this the right way, not just the way that works.
And eyes are watching. Little eyes. Two and Three year old eyes.
And if I don't do it the right way, then I won't get to hear "Mommy, when I get big like you, I'm going to run all of the time too."
And then she will no longer inspire me. And right now, they are my inspiration.