Friday night, I had a bit of a hiccup as it were. Went from an emotional high to an emotional low of 0-60 flat. Came home from work wanting a real pizza and by God, I did. I ate about half a small pizza myself and I swear, I felt like I wanted to die after eating it. I'm actually grateful it happened that way, otherwise, I would have at the damn. I've been fighting this low ever since and I kind of feel like F the world right now. I gained 5 pounds from that mishap. My goal is to eat as clean as possible over this week. I would like to be back at 199 by Wednesday as that is my 37th birthday.