Note to myself: 
Although the ride to meditation is about 30 minutes, the walk across campus,through the building and settling in takes at least another 15 .....leave my house earlier!
Last night's meditative sit was a wonderful gift that I gave to myself.
It will be a challenge for me to remain committed.
Today, I had a truly unexpected bombshell dropped in my lap.
I have been working on something for about 6 or 7 months which completely fell apart today.
There is no rescue. It is time for a new plan. 
Words such as scared,worried ,concerned,upset,sad, at wits end,defeated all come to mind. 
However, none of these will help me to move forward.
I am 10 days into my current weight loss cycle and today I will need all of my resources to stay on plan.
Food is my drug of choice and today could be a day that I would choose to overdose.
If I were one of the 7 dwarfs, guess which one I certainly would not be today?
More cliches:
"That which doesn't kill us makes us stronger".
(I must be Superman by now).
Well once again I have the opportunity to pick myself up.
It's not a matter of if. 
I know I will get back up.
There really is no other option.
It's more of a question of when and how.

I remember tripping and falling a few years ago.
I was at my heaviest weight.
I had just begun this Journey as a matter of fact.
People rushed to lend me a hand to get up.
I simply lay on the ground, face down for a few minutes. 
I asked everyone to give me a minute to regroup.
I acknowledged that I was fine, I just needed a minute or two.After some thought and after calming myself down, I asked for the help I needed to get up.
First to all fours. Then to my knees and eventually upright. 
Right about now, I find myself face down once again.

Not at all how I thought my day would go.