Hiding

I hide when I've been bad. When I was a kid and I wanted to avoid my dad wrath, I hid in the bathroom and pretended to be using it. It was a very effective tool.

This same idea applies here. I've not been doing any of the things I promised myself... so I've been hiding. I haven't weighed myself for fear. Which is totally stupid because putting it off isn't going to change my mass. Duh. Jesse says when he hugs me, I feel thinner. I somehow doubt it.

Ok, picking back up tomorrow. Breakfast, Wii Fit, early lunch with Jen and Annie, afternoon with Jesse, then rehearsal tomorrow night. Go team!