I'm still fat.
Damn it.
It's my own fault.
I fail at exercising. I blame my bad knee (even though the doctor said that I can do anything I want). I blame prior commitments (even though I count a TV show as a commitment). I blame the cold weather (even though I've gone walking in 29 degrees).
There really isn't any excuse.
I just suck at this.
I see diets where they seem to be perfect. I can give up meat. Sure I can.
Then I see a commercial for a steakhouse....
Bastards.
I just need to stop eating crap and stop thinking that a diet can start tomorrow.
A reality slap to the head might help.
I am capable of doing it.
I need to find my mojo again. The mojo before I had a set back. The mojo that I had even though my knee was hurting and it was cold and even though I have a DVR.
I have to.
Damn it.
