It's been a rough few days. Memorial Day weekend was a food fest. I didn't prepare well. I ate what everyone else ate. I couldn't run because of the torrential downpour each day. Monday, after I found out about Ragnar I checked out. Yesterday I was still in the same funk. I ate pizza. I ate birthday cake. It didn't stop because then I pieced on birthday cake and pizza. I am up two pounds. I'm up five pounds from my weigh in on May 21st. Help.

Today is the day I get back to doing what I need to do. Eating power foods. Eliminating sugar. Next week is my half. I have trained and done everything I could do. Now I need to fuel my body to do it's best. Pizza and chocolate cake won't get me there.

Mentally I've got to get back into it. My good friend Tammy who I met at Weight Watchers brought me such a cute basket last night. She's going to be out of town for my half. She filled the basket with such cute things. I felt loved. On a day when I felt so alone - that was just what I needed.

This morning, I got up and ran. It was awesome outside. To make it better, my friend Stephanie ran with me today. It was so nice to have a conversation and have someone push me the entire way. I know that it was a super slow pace for her but I really appreciated it.

This isn't going to be easy. I've never felt like this before and I feel like it's a long way out of the hole I'm in. Look at the support I have. Look at what I've learned. I will create a ladder from every experience that I have had the past year and half. I will get back to where I need to be. I will be prepared for another traveling weekend. I will focus on my 70 pound loss. I will find a motivator for me. Maybe my 20th class reunion - where do I want to be on July 8th when I see my high school friends? This is some great thought for today.