Well now I've gone and done it! I am 4 pounds away from the weight I was at the end of my pregnancy. Yikes doesn't even begin to emphasize how I feel about this. And so begins the mission. The choice has been taken out of my hands. I'm outta control. I blogged twice about this, or maybe more, but it was back in September when I realized that I was on a bumpy road straight to fatness, see here if you want, and maybe even here if you're really bored, and just to let you know how bad it's gotten, the fat pants I'm talking about there hurt my belly now. So I start today (Tuesday really because that's when I started this blog post). Already a visit to the gym behind me and my chips are all in the garbage. Let me repeat that ... MY CHIPS ARE ALL IN THE GARBAGE!