On Seeing My Reflection, I'm Looking Slightly Rough

The clarity of a Monday morning always brings some harsh truths to light (though to be fair they're never too far under the surface for this kid--just far enough to prevent corrective action most of the time) but this Monday feels especially cruel already. A slight cold combined with a greasy food-ice cream-alcohol-induced stomachache and a beautiful Southern California day that makes me feel guilty and enormous and disgusting in contrast leads, inevitably, to the Weekly Resolution of Renewed Intent. Weigh in this morning, count the points on that bagel, hit the gym at lunch, carry around the water bottle to every meeting, limit myself to one (maybe two) glass(es) of wine with dinner...
We'll see. Self-disgust can sometimes be motivation enough.