So, tomorrow is the first weigh in since last year. I'm not expecting a good outcome. I'm hoping it's not a terrible gain, but I'm not expecting to be happy. It's important that I go tomorrow because I need to know the truth. Living in ignorance doesn't help anybody. It's important that I use whatever the bad news is to refocus myself towards my goal. I keep putting off planning my meals. My exercise schedule has been, to put it nicely, erratic. I'm not going to bed at the time I said I would, and I really think it's time I cranked up the intensity on some of the exercise machines.
Maybe I'm just beating myself up for nothing. It's hard to tell right now. I know I need to focus more on my diet and get back into a regular workout routine. Honestly, I'm letting my world control me rather than sticking to my standards. Old habits die hard.