Ok, well it was another bad day. Didn't eat too bad, nothing tasty and cheaty, just not like I was doing last week. Workout, well, unless dealing with a 2 year old, with a bad case of the terrible two's counts for exercise, I didn't do any. I had really good intentions, and with the stress of the little bugger, I probably added some stress weight. Something has to give. I know I am not done, I have 334 days until I am done. So a couple of bad days here and there will not derail me! I promise. Thanks for the encouragement. Tomorrow is a new day. If you feel like it, pray for my little dude, that he eases up on me, and that I get this profound wisdom to be a "pre-school whisperer" and I can talk him out of his craziness!