Dear Diet Gods, ...

... Please forgive me for yesterday's milkshake and the subsequent burger. My thighs have never done anything wrong, please don't punish them.
Please forgive me for not working out lately, the coughing has been out of control. I swear to take Zula for a walk tomorrow, or Friday.
Please forgive me for not counting points as consistently as I should be. I feel like it's a lost week and shouldn't even bother.
Please forgive me for fearing the scale and not taking into consideration that I am a whole and beautiful person even when I don't lose weight.
Please forgive me for losing sight of the journey and I pray that you shine your light on the way.
Please forgive me for losing hope. And I pray that you infuse me with a little more of it.
Amen.