Starting Over

I've been trying to write this post for a few days now, but the words are not really forming properly in my head.

I ran into my old boot camp instructor a few days ago.  I had to leave boot camp for monetary reasons, not the lack of desire to go, but at $200 a month, it was out of my price range while working so infrequently.

When I left, I of course had every intention of continuing to get in shape and lose all the weight I need to.  I envisioned that the next time I saw him, I would be thinner, happier and proud.  This, of course, did not happen. 

When I saw him my whole face turned red.  I was mortified.   Still fat, fatter than I was when I left boot camp, just pure horror running through my veins.  I wanted to run away, hide, more ashamed than I've been in a long long time.

Phase 4 of Allan's Challenge starts in a couple days.  I'm excited for it.  One of the main rules of Allan's Challenges is No BS. 

If I'm completely honest, up until now, I've been, I'd say, 43% full of BS. 

Phase 4 is 100% BS free.  100% commitment.  100% of what I should have been doing since Phase 1.  No more excuses, no more BS, no more whining - just eat less, drink more, move more, and lose it all.