I guess it's time to admit that I didn't do too well with my August goals. While I continued walking most days and drank so much water that I got up in the middle of the night to pee more than in the third trimester of any of my three pregnancies, my goal to lose 8 lb. to 10 lb. and limit myself to just one soda per day were quickly dashed.

I'm not exactly sure why, though, which kind of bothers me. I will say, though, that I was losing weight,except that the same 4 lb. I was losing I kept gaining right back. I think I tried to rationalize my junk food eating with the walking. Seems that my thought process was that as long as I was walking I could still eat the junk because walking every day was better than not walking every day and still eating the junk.

But, uh, that's not how it goes. I suppose I wasn't ready to give up the junk. Had I been able to do that I'm positive that I would have met my weight loss goal. But, when you really think about it, 8 lb. to 10 lb. in a month is really a lot of weight to lose. Sure, I did it once or twice before, but times were different then. I was younger, I wasn't married, someone else was cooking my dinner, I was motivated.

So as you'll read, I've set my sights a little lower for September. No, I don't really think it's a cop out; yes, I am pandering to myself. But I have to start somewhere and if this is where I have to start then this is where I have to start.