It amazes me how some weeks I'm all over it. Passionate about my weight loss. Determined to win the war. Then there are weeks like this one, where I don't want to do the work. I'm simply tired. I want to be done with the journey, knowing full well the journey is for the rest of my life. At this point I'm very aware that this too shall pass and until it does, I think I can. . . I think I can.