Re-do.

At the beginning of May, I was all set.  I had myself all pulled together, down to commercial bath products that actually worked, pants that fit properly and a fantastic hat that looked like a U.F.O had landed on my head.

Cue the beginning of June. I am looking a bit worse for wear. I've found an extra ten pounds, so while the pants still fit, they don't look nearly as well. I haven't re-dyed my hair, so the (still) ashy blonde roots are prominently exposed in my otherwise copper red mane and the frizz that summer weather has caused remains untended. No effort has been made to replace the bath products that had been working so well, which doesn't seem to matter as I have been lax in using them anyway and the state of my skin is testament to that, oily, flaky and breaking out.  Truly a charming image, don't you think?  It's an image I wallow in for June and part of July.  At which point I actually look at myself in a mirror and announce to the empty bathroom, "I really need to do something about this!"

I start exercising as soon as I roll out of bed. Can't seem to stick with it if my brain is fully awake, it argues and makes excuses.
I stop mindlessly eating whatever leftovers I find in the fridge.  I make smoothies and keep containers of mixed nuts (not pre-packaged or seasoned) at hand for snacks.
There is a pillaging of the pantry to make bath items.  The search reveals the necessary components for a face/body lotion, face scrub, sugar scrub and hair oil. Concoctions are stirred and notes taken so I can actually replicate them should they work. I even get fancy and put together an herbed milk bath.

Progress is slow. I am irked at myself for having to re-do all the work from the beginning of the year. I have no deadline nor any solid set of goals to reach.  There is just a desire to be healthy...and to be happy with the way my pants fit.