So the first thing that happened on Tuesday was I got on the scale. That was a huge fucking mistake. I can preach all I want about knowing what’s going on but there is nothing more disappointing than standing on that scale and seeing that you’ve gained two and a half pounds in the last 2 days.

However as I said I know what’s going on. While we were on vacation I was super carb heavy. And since we’ve been back I’ve eaten clean but I have had a few mistakes along the way so I’m not going to beat myself up for that.

However I know a few tricks about dropping weight. And today all I’ve had is straight protein and about five cups of coffee.

In addition to all of that, we have a lot of wildfires in our area right now and it’s making it exceedingly hard to breathe. My wife has it so bad that it almost is like she has a cold. I have just noticed for me that it’s hard to get motivated to get out and breathe heavy in the gym. What is my voice a little bit today and it’s making me just kind of lethargic. So, I am just going to continue to eat clean and maybe lift instead of going hard cardio until the smoke clears.

I didn’t get much sleep either, and believe it or not, that contributes to weight gain.

Every day in this process is a challenge. Usually a different challenge than the day before. Sometimes it’s about temptation. Sometimes it’s about being sore. Sometimes it’s environmental or situational.

It does not matter.

It isn’t about perfection. It’s about getting hit and getting back up. But not just about getting back up, but getting back up and moving forward. Not backing up. Not running from the challenge.