Back on Track, or Back-Fat on Track?

Okay, so my discipline is horrible, both with the blog and with the diet. Trips out of town, long work hours, four day weekends, holidays, and any other excuse I can think of has made setting a diet and exercise routine nearly impossible. I recognize, however, that there are no excuses and if I'm really going to do this thing I've got to commit completely, wholeheartedly, and sans excuses.

I have to say, this is about the time I usually give up on "diets." I'm sure it's biological, but after a month of eating better my body turns against me. It craves all the things I've been consuming over the last 10+ years and sends messages to my brain that "it's okay this once," "might as well enjoy the weekend," "aw, hell, just make it next month."

I know that I have to re-educate my body, mind, emotions, spirit-- every fiber that is me-- to convert these cravings into the Will Power that I'm gonna need to change my lifestyle. If you've been though it, hopefully you understand what I'm saying. It's not as easy as simply putting down the cheeseburger and running around the block. There is no "just do it." It's a fight between who I've become and who I want to be, and at this point in time the smelly, chubby, burrito-eating bastard is kicking some serious ass.