Damn. My scale is, like, totally broken. About two months ago I set a set a two month goal of losing ten pounds. Well, I stepped on my scale this morning to discover I've gained about five. Crap.
I think my problem is that I have no sense of moderation or self control. It's like I have two gears...All and None. I've had some success getting lean in the past and found that it requires discipline and consistency. I can do that when I'm in my 'All' gear. Unfortunately, 'All' is a difficult steady state to maintain. I eventually burn out and switch to my None gear. So, I've been trying to find the balance between All and None. It's not working. It's time to switch gears again. No more messing around. Two months. Ten pounds. Mark my words, it will happen. That means no more pizza, Chris. No more peppermint patties, Jason. No more gummy bears, Janet. From now on, its strictly business. Oh wait, I have a concert tonight, and a stag party friday, and a wedding saturday. This is going to be hard!
(If you've got 6 minutes, the long version of the SNL skit is hilarious.)