Grrr

Despite my best efforts, I've eaten like shit the last few weeks. Okay, so they were clearly not my best efforts. But here's the thing. When you live with someone who doesn't eat the same way as you, it's very hard to maintain a healthy lifestyle. John and I both eat pretty good during the week because we go our separate ways food wise, but when the weekend hits, we're tired, we haven't really seen each other all week, and we just wanna eat some fucking crap (another fbomb for edward).
However, I do seem to be maintaining my weight somewhat because during the week I lose whatever I've gained on the weekend. And then I go to a conference where I blow it again with some delicious cookies and other crap. Oh well. It's a journey without end.