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So, I've had a bit of a setback and not feeling so well today. My 1-week celebration was just a bit too happy for my own good. I had red wine (and more than a glass, ok) and the chemistry did NOT sit well with me! I feel very bleary and off-balance today. Toxic. I like wine with a meal, but I have come to a decision that there is no place for alcohol, no matter how moderate in amount, while I am still so early in this process of transition. At just over one week in, I'm still up and down with feeling good and detoxing. I don't need to add more stress to my system.

It was a lesson learned and I'm resigned to feeling punkish and low energy the rest of today. I am eating good - balancing fruits and veggies and staying hydrated. I know that after a good night's sleep and staying on program I'll feel much better tomorrow and CAN'T WAIT.

I love, love, love feeling so good eating raw vegan and I don't want to mess this up. Plus, I want to keep seeing good results on the scale. Alcohol (all that sugar and empty calories) and weight loss are not "buddies" and don't go together!

There...my confession. I hated posting this. But you know, it's the truth and part of the experience I am having on this journey. I must live with the consequences of the choices I make. It's new territory for me and I realize my old ways and habits need to change, or else I will continue being overweight, unhealthy and unhappy. That is just NOT acceptable to me!

Right now the weight loss is about so much more than just health or looking good in clothes. I am about to make a major career change and it's a sad, cruel fact that people DO judge each other on first impressions and looks. It shouldn't be that way, but it is human nature. I don't want to start anew and have someone's first impression of me be F-A-T. I want it to be ME, the whole person and the talents I bring to the game, you know. So, I have a lot at stake here and I want to achieve my weight loss goals more than anything else in the world to get out of a job that is not right for me.

Also, while I'm in confession mode...I haven't seen my parents in over 4 years because of my weight. They are very, very judgmental about it and give me so much grief. I am ashamed of my weight and won't let them see me this way. What a sad reason, huh?

And last but not least....I am going to Maui in September (it's an annual vacation for me and my dp) and I am fed up and will NOT go another year to this beauitful paradise in my fat outfits. I am gonna wear the cutest surf shorts and bathing suit top ever this year...and look great!