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Let me start from the beginning. Let me be completely and openly honest. And let me not leave a thought out. I haven't lost any weight since June of last year. That was the point when I had to stop losing to fit into a dress for a friend's wedding. I wasn't happy being part of her wedding. I did it for her and she was less than thankful. And, physically, I've been in a frozen state since then... until December. It was in December that I stepped on the scale for the first time in a month or more and realized I'd gained six pounds back. I can't even pinpoint when it happened, but I can certainly identify the habits that enabled it to creep back on. Rewind to August and I've just returned to work from a memorial service for my Aunt who had just passed away and I receive an e-mail from my boss, whose desk was immediately behind mine, stating that effective immediately, I will be cut back to four days a week. Which, coincidentally, equated to me needing to immedi

I think it's safe to say everyone knows someone who isn't happy with their life, or where it appears they're headed. As sad as it may be, it's probably fair to say that most times people don't become the things they truly aspire to be. All too often, we settle. And you know, settling is essentially becoming a part of life. People are being born and developing higher aspirations. But with those aspirations, it seems far too many people are caring too little about the journey toward accomplishing them. I'm pretty certain that people forget their actions along the way directly affect the results of their life. I can't spend my youth stealing cars and selling drugs and still plan to become an astronaut when I grow up. The two things do not correlate. They do not compute. If a person lives their entire life being mediocre, what makes them think they're deserving of such grandiose luxuries as so many gluttonous, greedy Americans do? It honestly boggles me. But