The shine has definitely worn off of this thing. It's February 20th. Not even two months into it and now is when I am really begining to feel the "burn" of weight loss. The whole process starts out easy enough but right in the middle it becomes intolerable. I'm trying not to obsess, but stay disciplined at the same time. I'm trying not to think think about food 24/7, but also trying to be mindful. Trying not to give into temptation, but also trying not to get down when I do. Trying to stay positive but also be real. It's like swimming up-stream. Running into the wind. Playing that game at Chuck E. Cheese where you knock down things but they just keep popping up. This is hard and I'm tired.