Committed

Breathe. 

I can't believe it...Christmas is almost here...six short weeks...ack!  I have a love/hate relationship with this time of year - I love the shopping, the festive atmosphere, and celebrating the season with family and friends.  It's at this time of year that everyone makes an effort to get together, and it's so nice to spend time with people who are important to me.  The hates?  Along with all the celebrating comes lots of eating...dinners, parties, lunches, treats at the office...it's everywhere!  Now don't get me wrong...I love food and it's one of my greatest joys in life...but along with the love of food comes lack of willpower and I'm finding myself falling down the slippery slope of food debauchery.  An example?  I'm writing this post while watching the Biggest Loser and I'm eating chocolate peanut butter out of the jar with a frickin' spoon!  Argh.  What the eff is wrong with me?!  Last year I had the Ten Pound Challenge to keep me on track...but this year, I got nuthin'.

So...with this blog post I'm putting it out there.  I've been slipping a bit on recording my meals on myfitnesspal (I seem to have conveniently "forgotten" to log the choco peanut butter on a spoon gig) so I'm recommitting to logging everything and being honest about what goes in my mouth.  I've been snacking extra at night and having treats (helloooo, halloween candy!) so that stuff is off limits except for cheat days.  And I'm committing to keep up my workouts, no matter how crazy the silly season gets.  I hit the ground running on January 1st for the Year of Speed, so want to start the year on the right foot (haha, get it?  running?  foot?) and feeling great.

Committed.  It's a deal.