And now I have another choice. I can beat myself up over and over, but what's done is done. I can throw in the towel, and just say forget it. Or I can begin again. I'm choosing the last option and beginning again.
I really do want to get healthier, and I would oh so love to be able to loose my gut (or some of it). And I know that sugar is a drug, an addiction and a pleasure of mine. But I also need to remind myself that I finished a marathon. And for me to finish that it meant that I wanted it, and I wanted it bad. And I know that for me to succeed with eating healthier, that if my desire is strong, that I can have this too.
It's time to swap out processed sugar for some of nature's sweetness.