Happy Wednesday! (now with more sarcasm)

Today: 177.6 I am battling with my body. It was sugar and salt. Normally about this time of the month (ahem.) I'd be indulging in all kinds of ice cream, candy, cookies, corn chips, tubs for frosting (not the whole thing. I'm not that big for goodness sake!) and just about anything else I could get my hands on. Here's a little TMI for the one other reader of this blog. LOL I am taking birth control to control my "red sea like" (too much?) periods and seriously it's the only thing that's making me aware of what I do to myself the week before. I didn't want to track my food yesterday but I did. That's a HUGE step for me. Usually I will not track for a week and then get back on the train. This week is also the one where (since I'm having a feeding trough style pig out) I'll get all gung ho and beat myself up because I'm gaining weight. I'm not doing it this week. I'm going to try to be understanding of my weirdness and let it be. I'll still try to control myself. I'll keep tracking whether it's good or bad but I'm not going to be pissed about it. In 9 months and 5 days, we will be in Las Vegas celebrating our accomplishments. We will also be talking about all of our setbacks. Whether we aren't at our goals isn't important. It's whether we tried every day to get to them. That sounds totally cheesy but I mean it in the coolest way possible!