So I have not been out riding as much as I would have liked so far this month. Have in just under 50 miles, and with a goal of 200 I need to get my butt in gear. Last week I was .4 away from having lost #150, but I ended up gaining 1.4! For a few days it really sent me in to a bit of depression/self-loathing. I tend to be to hard on myself when I “fail”, but that needs to stop.

I decided instead of being depressed I would turn that frown upside down! I focused hard this week on my eating and water intakes. I did not get the amount of riding done as I planned, but still got some in! Tonight I weigh in, and I am not sure what the results will be. I do know that no matter what I can hold my head up high, because that little black box doesn’t mean a damn thing! You know what does? Living my life, happy, and healthy! I am more fit than I have been in years, I can play with my son, I can ride 7 hours on my bike, I can do anything I set my mind to do. I am NOT a number on a scale, I am a father, husband, and not a quitter.

Up from the ashes grow the roses of success…huzzah!

Keep on rolling!