I have fallen off the wagon. Last night was the first time in almost two weeks I went to the gym. I have been drinking soda, not water. I have been eating whatever whenever. I am stopping that now. We are going to the gym tonight. No more soda. I am not punishing myself or beating myself up, but I am learning from my mistakes and I will move on. I have put back on most of the weight back that I lost. It was not but four pounds, but I was moving in the right direction. Last night I could not do very much exercise because my foot was hurt. We were playing around and he went to close the door to our bedroom. The problem is my foot was in the way of the door. Yeah that hurt like a something else. My foot is feeling a lot better tonight, so I am going to work my tail off, or try to work my tail off.
Steve got a job. He is training to be a supervisor at a pizza restaurant. He is excited about this so I am happy for him.
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