Ouch.

315.  That sure wasn't the number I expected to see on the scale.  I mean, I know I've gained weight, but I sure never expected it to be that much.  I've always thought weight was just a number, that it matters much more how you feel about yourself than anything, but this made me feel awful.  And it's up to me to change it.
I will work hard to stick to my goals. It's been almost 2 weeks since I've had fast food, and it's been difficult.
At this point, I am wearing size 26 pants, and the day those started getting snug on me was the day I knew I had to make a change.  My freshman year of college, I actually lost weight, instead of gaining like everyone else did.  I was down to a size 18, and that's the smallest I think I've ever been.  Living on the 4th floor of the dorm (with no elevator), walking everywhere on campus, and eating cafeteria food really helped.  I also didn't drink at that point, so no consuming empty calories there.  Although, I definitely don't drink as much as I used to... it's a rare event these days.
Now that I've gotten a scale, I've started tracking my weight on a Excel spreadsheet.  I learned from my friend Holly that a good way to keep yourself accountable is to track your weight and keep a spreadsheet.  I think this will be a good way of keeping track of my baby steps too :)