More drible

So once again I am reporting a little less success than I had hoped. Some of me is in denial mode, another part is in i could give a hang, and there is another part that is saying why cant you stick with this?

So I will continue to be honest in the fact that I have a motivation issue and like to eat yummy food that is unhealthy for me. I am reading another book that has inspired me...

So here is a something that I do every night. I lay in bed and visualize my self running freely. thin and fit. Arms like Vin Diesel, abs like Matthew Mcconaughey, and a chest like Daniel Craig.
I mean I feel it. My heart races, and I get nervous, like just before a race, and I feel the power driving in my legs and freedom that comes with running, it is awesome. I drift pleasantly off to sleep, with the full intent on getting my ross out of the sac and do it, really get after it. Then morning rolls around and I am sleeping good, and feeling the nice fan, the and the soft pillow, Xander comes and I put Sponge Bob on and I come up with some excuse....
MAN!

At least I only weigh 185... (I should say lbs in case my positive thinking is on the metric system and converted it to kg)