Reality Check

Stepped on the scale last night - 129.9.

Uhh, the heaviest I have ever been. Need to stop saying I'll work out and actually work out. Plan was to wake up at 4:00 AM, do some sort of workout at home and then take the early bus to run in San Francisco.

What happened instead? I either turned off the alarm, never turned it on, or slept through it, because I didn't wake up until my 5:30 alarm. Still tempted to at least go run in San Francisco, but by the time I finished brushing my teeth and putting on his contacts, it was 5:44. So what did I do? I played Candy Crush. Seriously, not cool. After I used all my lives, I then did a few FitDeck Bodyweight cards quickly.

Plan today: take the yoga mat and fit deck to the park. Workout. Go to yoga at 6:45.

I need to fix the number on the scale. I know it's only a number, but my body has been giving me signs that I've been ignoring for a while. Hope that the number on the scale will push me to get better. I cannot let life and laziness get in the way of my health. Especially when someone decides to cancel an afterwork meeting two hours before it's set to start. No tangent.