It has been awhile since I have been able to blog. Basically it's because I totally bailed on my transformation and am feeling shame. Big fat shame . I will not dwell on it though because I have reflected on it and these are my conclusions:



I bit off more than I could chew.

I did too much too fast.

I just had a baby.

I was too tired.

I was too busy.



Oh, wait. Those are not reflective and thoughtful conclusions - those are excuses. BIG FAT EXCUSES!



I am a quitter, plain and simple. I take full responsibility. I failed at my challenge and I have no one to blame but myself. Boo hoo. Poor me. Big fat quitter. Big fat excuse maker.



But seriously people, how common is this scenario? I believe we have ALL done something such as this at least one (or fourteen) times in our lives. You see, I had great ambition for my goal. I did all the right things. I committed. I was dedicated. I was pumped up! Then a funny thing happened around week three. My life took over and routine prevailed. I did not succesfully integrate a new routine. Instead I reverted back to what was tried, tested and true for me. My Life.

Go figure!

So, is all this talk (typing) just more excuses? Am I giving myself the easy way out by saying that the mere fact of excuse making, excuses the excuses? Ponder that because I still haven't wrapped my head around it. All I know to be true, to be fact, is that I quit and now I feel bad.

Plain and simple.

Me.

Quitter.

Damn.