Hahaha. I still laugh every time I see it. I sooo wish it didn't represent the last 4 months. To be quite honest, it's been a rough 4 months. As graduation from the nurse practitioner program approached, I went into full burn-out mode on diet and exercise. I quit going to my trainer, and I only ran maybe 1-2x week. But, graduation was still a highlight of my life, nonetheless.
Aren't my guys adorable?
So fast forward to January and February. My days were filled with working full time in the ICU, studying for board exams, and applying for nurse practitioner jobs. February 5 is a highlight because I passed boards and am now a licensed and certified Adult-Gerontology Acute Care Nurse Practitioner! Yeah! Unfortunately the job search was dismal and slow. My dream of working as a hospitalist was fading quick because there weren't any openings here locally. 
The exercise just ebbed and flowed, but the eating was horrific and yet all I wanted to do was eat some more.
Anyways..... Last week a dream came true and 5:00pm, when I received a job offer to work on the hospitalist team at the county hospital!!! Yes!! I was fortunate to do a few months of clinicals there last year and I loved it. So, my heart is overjoyed and so very, very thankful. I have my employee physical this week and should be finding out a start date soon. Yeah!!
That said, while the job thing is settled, now I'm left with a body that has gained 17 lbs, and geez I wasn't even anywhere near goal. It's time to start again. again. AGAIN. Sadly I've lost my desire for triathlon. Ok, maybe haven't fully lost it, but it's not what it was last year. Last year I was disciplined and motivated and this year I'm 100% blah...
Then, the other day I read about a lady who lost 100 lbs and her motto was "every damn day". Every damn day she exercised. And it just resonated with me. Every damn day. I actually wrote to her because I think we need a FB group by that name.
So... Lastly, l am registered for a half-marathon this coming weekend. I'm not sure I can do it. I did a half-marathon last month and it was exhausting. The most I've done the last 2 weeks is 9 miles,
6 miles and 4-5 miles. So we will see. I do long to be motivated again to be strong and fit. But the struggle with food is so overwhelming at times.
When I run or bike, or swim, I have moments of joy and I know for sure it's what I want to do--- be active, healthy and strong. And then there are moments when all I want to do is eat ice cream and play on my iPhone.
Can you relate to this struggle? How do you deal with it? What do you turn to when tired or depressed? 
