My problem, when it comes to diet and exercise, isn't knowing what is right and wrong and isn't even the lack of having a good plan. It's that I posses no discipline. Zip, zero, zilch. Berta, the 300 pound Italian girl inside me, Berta, always wins out when there are tasty treats about.I headed out for two weeks of business travel. I packed up apples, halos, and granola bars. I cut up celery sticks, cucumbers, and carrots. My iPod was loaded with awesome workout tunes and I packed up an extra bag just for sneakers, sports bras, and running gear.
The plan: eat well, exercise daily, and use these two weeks of business travel to amp up physically.
The reality:


