It's Friday, and considering I only made it to the gym once this week plus the lunchtime walking one day, a three-pound loss is more than okay with me.

Last night, my sweetie and I went to eat Mexican for dinner. Normally, that thought terrifies me--Mexican food is not the most diet stuff in the world--but I'd planned it out, and I had more than enough flex points for the remainder of my week (yesterday), so I ate what I wanted to--and didn't give it a second thought. I'm sure that knowing I made good choices in what I ate helped, but I ate as much of my steak fajitas as was comfortable, and I even had a few chips and salsa. It was nice to be relaxed and know that, no matter how much I DID decide to eat, I was still going to be okay and working towards my goal again this morning.

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"Life is too short to wake up in the morning with regrets. So love the people who treat you right, forget about the ones who don't, and believe that everything happens for a reason. If you get a chance, take it. If it changes your life, then let it, and if you have to wait for what you really want, take the time because nobody said that life would be easy. They just promised it would be worth it." ~ Unknown author