Today is my 2nd anniversary with my wife.
Jeez... I've been trying to find a follow-up sentance, but one isn't available. Something to encapsulate my failures or how I've gained back all the weight I lost years ago. I can't. I don't even know how to write a blog post anymore. Sorry, this is going to be a messy, messy fight.
To my wife and son, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have ever let this happen. And to me... You know how hard it was the first time, and how often you've failed trying to reignite in the years since. It's time. Daily. Mornings. Time to eat this turd sandwich you've made.
Day 1 of the rest of my life.