Bless me, Jillian, for I have sinned. It has been an entire weekend since I've even considered the possibility of following your plan to the letter the way I have been supposed to. I had five peanut M&M's for breakfast today. And then another when I found it on the kitchen counter. Also, Diet Pepsi, some leftover risotto, a small glass of low fat chocolate milk, and three wheat thins. And a hot dog. For dinner, I'll probably have a protein shake. That's good, right? Why are you looking at me like that?

Please don't kick my ass, Jillian. I went away for the weekend. I have not yet gone grocery shopping this week! I always get sick when I travel! I have no excuses. I have missed cooking (surprisingly good food!) for myself, and doing your nutbag exercises which make me feel ridiculously strong and tough and mean and like I could kill someone with my bare hands. Feeling like you could kill someone with your bare hands: that is what I am going to mark down as a very big bonus of following this plan.

This is what I need to do next: remember that there is a happy medium between "not following the plan so hard I become crazy and it kills me" and "following the plan whenever I feel like it, la dee da, what's the point, anyway?" Have you read the comments of other people who are doing your plan, Jillian? They are awesome. They've got it right and they inspire me. I've got a date with the gym, tomorrow, and after, a bike ride to the grocery store with my fancy new rear baskets. And then watch me go.

Yours sincerely,
Anne