lord help me.

i always do this. always.

i go gung-ho on losing weight, hit a huge milestone, and then think "eh, i've done good.... i should reward myself with a cadbury egg...... or 12".

this time, once again, no different.

2 weeks ago, i hit the 25 lb mark. i have lost 25 lbs! i haven't been a size 10 since, well, i don't remember.

so, what do i do to celebrate? i let go. i let go off what i need to be doing. i let go of my healthy eating habits because hey, i've lost 25 lbs! no big deal to eat like a pig once in a while... and yet, 2 weeks later, i am still eating horrible. '

i need an intervention, because lord help me, the devil wants me fat. i need a switch kick in the britches before these new britches i bought no longer fit.

i am writing this out for accountability. its no big deal if i slip up a little in private, but making it public, that's HUGE. you all will know my triumphs, my failures, and be there when i pick myself up from a ice cream binge and hit the treadmill.