Where oh where has my motivation gone?

Cause I'd really like to find it again. Its sorely terribly lacking. I'm trying to excuse it away that I'm just getting comfortable with what size I am now, that I'm feeling so good that it doesnt matter.

But it does matter. Completely. And I'm upset with myself that I'm letting myself down. I'm not pigging out on food, I'm not even eating more than I have been. I'm just not wanting to work out at all. Change of seasons, whatever it is, its just not there.

Time to get drastic on myself. I barely lost a pound this week and that just ain't gonna cut it. This is the most important thing I've ever done for myself, so why am I letting myself get bogged down with all this emotional crap and just letting myself get away with it. I don't understand. I feel so good right now, I look good. Megan can wrap her arms around my waist and hug me, hands clasped. I've been trying to figure out what size jeans I'll end up in, I'm guessing 14's at my very best.

But I'm not gonna get there if I take the easy road and don't get back into the game. Its nearly two weeks that I've been slacking and its showing. Its not lack of willpower, well it is a bit, its letting myself slip out of my habits of working out and when.

Time to get serious and get real and get the hell back on the treadmill and the weights.