I stood on the scale this morning only to discover that I hadn't lost a thing. I stayed exactly the same. No loss, no gain, just the same.
"This isn't working," I grumbled as I laced up my running shoes for my early morning run.
I was half way down the block when it hit me. WW does work. It's me who isn't working for it.
Sure, I've made excuses about a hurt foot, but I've also eaten proportions that I shouldn't, drank more then 3 points of wine in a sitting, and my tracking could only be considered half assed at best.
WW isn't to blame.
J-Berg is.
I can make all the excuses I want, but what truly counts is the effort I put towards my endevours.
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