I'll start Monday. This has been said so many times that I think it qualifies as a mantra.
"I have a wedding this weekend, I will start taking care of myself on Monday"
"I have a busy week this week, I will start taking care of myself on Monday"
"It looks cloudy out, I will start taking care of myself on Monday"
This is the longest week ever; 40 pounds and 100 gallons of Chunky Monkey later I am still waiting for Monday.
It's Thursday, Monday is too far away. I am ready today.
I am ready to hand over my maternity clothes that I have been wearing for a year without being pregnant.
I am ready to hand over the stretch pants that serve as both pajamas and formal wear.
I am ready to hand over the layer of fat on my abdomen and not see my stomach sticking out past my chest.
I am ready to hand over the idea that weighing what a "Biggest Loser" contestant at the end of the season weighs is a good thing.
I am ready to hand over my sadness.
I am ready to be comfortable in my own skin.
Forget Monday. Today.
Step 6: We're entirely ready to remove all these defects of character.