Even More Frustration

Yesterday consisted of about 2,000 calories, an hour in the backyard throwing (and chasing down) the frisbee, and no food after dinner at 5:30pm.

This morning has consisted of a weigh-in of 285.8, a FULL POUND UP FROM YESTERDAY.

Now, here's where I keep telling myself that this can't last forever, and that I need to just keep doing what I know I'm supposed to do.

But what I WANT to do is yell, scream, and say bad words.

My goal of hitting 282.X tomorrow is pretty much shot, and I'm up 1.2 pounds from this time last week.

Kinda peeved today.