I didn't get to Day 2. I got into a tiff with Boyfriend, my calves were killing me, etc., etc. Really, there shouldn't have been any excuse for me not to work out. I was just too wrapped up in my self-pity. Yes, people, I'm a wallower.
I was once told that it isn't about MOTIVATION to get your butt moving/eating right, it's all about COMMITMENT. The commitment to sticking to a plan is the way to go. I have to really commit myself to losing weight or else I'm going to be stuck for the rest of my life.
For the rest of my life.
Gosh, that's a very scary thought. =/