more than just talking about it

This week was a loss of 3.6.
Total loss of 108.8  (which is my lowest so far.)

I managed to get in 5 hours of cardio and 3 weight lifting sessions.  Not 6.5 hours, but better than the 2 from last week! 

Food was 100% on plan.  (1600 calories or less, 25% carbs or less and 30% fat or less, no fruit, pretty much no dairy and only slow digesting carbs)

Saturday was hard and I definitely get a gold star for that day.  My BIL had a cookout and although I would have loved a burger and some grape salad I was fine with my vegetables and chicken.  Then they broke out the desserts, smores cupcakes.  Yumo, but still able to walk away because you know, they will always be available or I can make it myself.  But then...Aunt Sue walked in with a jelly roll pan...and that only means one thing.  Her homemade apple squares, which are my number one favorite thing in the whole world.  "be careful they are still warm" she says.  *sigh* "Oh, Uncle Steve has vanilla ice cream"  Are you freaking kidding me?  She only makes them every once in a great while.  It's not something I can just go out and get.  I considered it, I really did.  But it just wouldn't be worth it.  And who knows what that 1 dessert would have done to my entire mindset.  That was really the problem.  It wasn't the calories, the sugar or the fat.  It was the mind effect.  I wouldn't be on day 22 of being 100% on plan.  That one bad decision would lead to more bad decisions.  I had to walk away, and I did.  I cried a little (more liked bitched a lot!)