So I did a thing today. I made myself accountable to me. I had been searching for an “accountability buddy.” Someone to keep me honest and force me to do all the things that I should be doing. I realized that person is me. If I don’t hold myself accountable, I’ll never conquer my demons, I’ll never truly be healthy, and I’ll never lose an ounce of real weight.

Back when I was super active and was tracking my daily steps, I had jars that said “Miles to Rock” and “Miles Rocked” with little glass stones in them that I would move to and fro to track my progress. So today, I repurposed them into “Pounds to Crush” and “Pounds Crushed” jars! They look a little janky, but I give zero effs about that.

I also weighed myself and set a goal. I want to lose 50 lbs by my sister’s wedding at the end of October. I wrote the goals down and stuck them to my mirror along with other motivational quotes and mini-goals.

No one is going to lose this weight for me. No one is going to smack the food out of my hands. No one is going to force me to get off my ass and move. No one will hold me accountable but me.