Big Fat Liar.

With emphasis on the Big and the Fat.  My weight has hit a long time high.  My pants barely fit.  I am completely flabby and jiggly.  I suck.  I am making more excuses than I can count.  I haven't worked out in months.  I am disgusted with myself.  Time to stop this shit.  For real.  I keep telling myself that I will start Monday, or after the kids birthdays, blah blah blah.  Time to get real.  I am sabotaging myself to the worst degree.  We are going to Disney work in August, and I don't want to be ashamed of how I look in the extreme heat, wearing tanks or bathing suits.  I am going to fix this, I have to.  Here we go again..