Still moving along

Some days I have to talk myself out of stuffing my face with bad foods. Other days I only realise what I've done when it's too late and I sit with a bloated gassy tummy.
But I'm still moving.  I am more forgiving to myself. As long as I'm doing more good than harm then I'll stay clear of where I dont want to be. At some point I'll make myself number one and beat the little bulges.