Today marks the end of three weeks of working out consistently. Now I know that it's not a big deal to most people but to me it's a huge deal. Even more so because these last two weeks I have been going hard and exercising for five days out of the week. I'm proud of myself. I'll be even more proud when I get this weight off.

This is a struggle for me because it is soooo easy for me to come home after work and chill and be lazy. SO EASY. But I've come to the realization that the only person that's going to get the weight off is me. And I'm not comfortable with this extra weight on me, at all. So here I am.

I do my weigh in on Saturday. I'm not looking forward to it. Probably because I was weighed this past Monday and there has been no change. I don't want to be pessimistic so I'll just say I won't have any expectations. I know this is going to take some time. For some odd reason I'm looking to drop 20 pounds by the end of September. Lol @ myself. We'll see.

Trying to plan a menu with less meat. Not totally vegetarian though. I don't want to play myself. Let's see how this goes.