Not a good start

So this weekend, I was home, by myself, procrastinating, which means I ate. and ate. And it wasn't until the middle of Sunday when I realized that I was eating so much because I was procrastinating. It's kind of amazing that I'm just now realizing that the worst part of my eating disorder is when I'm procrastinating on something important. I need to start analyzing earlier in an eating day and try to cut the cycle before it's too late.

I also haven't started my plan yet, or even finished creating it. I would say I've been working, but you already know I've been procrastinating. It's time to really get this thing started. It's time to get it done right. Because I'm almost out of time.