Just being real here. I find that not quitting is often harder than starting in the first place. I am in a bit of a lazy rut. I have zero energy. I am still doing good on my eating but my physical activity level is way down this week. I had my first gain this week. I put on .6 pounds. Now, you think that'd be motivation for me to work harder. Instead, I let myself get depressed. I let myself dwell on it far too long. I had my moment to sulk, now it's time to get back to work. Laying on the couch isn't making that .6 pounds ago away.