So i have NO willpower. I mean it's seriously a REAL problem. What did I do last night? Ate half a frozen pizza. Why? Because I was 1. craving a burger but didn't want to buy one, 2. I really wanted to have a cookie (or 4) when i got home but Chris had eaten them all. So all my convincing myself not to stop and buy junk b/c i can have a cookie when i get home was in vein, no cookie so i had pizza.
And did i workout, walk or at least have some good ole calorie burning sex? No. The hubs fell asleep on the couch and i sat there watching a bunch of girls that look like i did at their age win the cheerleading national championship in 2006 (Reruns, love them). You would THINK that seeing them and how in shape they are and reminding me of how i use to be would get me up off my ass or at least eating better.
Wrong again. I had 3, count them, THREE donuts this morning, with my Half Caff, venti skinny vanilla latte. I mean what's the point of going for the skinny drink at this point?? It's like a diet coke with a Big Mac and large fry! DANG i'm AWESOME. Lol.