5 Days

I worked out 5 days last week! 4 during the week and my husband encouraged me to go to the gym on Saturday morning. I did a circuit class and ran for about 20 minutes. I felt great! I had on my sweat suit and I was soaking wet(listen I don't sweat but the obvious places and in my hair) so, the sweat suit makes me feel really good. I was so excited I did so well with my workouts last week. I decided that I wanted Red Lobster for dinner, crab cakes and a salad and some of those biscuits...do you hear what I hear, SABOTAGE! What the hell is wrong with me? I worked out last week. I was so determined that when my workout crew at work didn't workout for 2 days, I did it alone and I had the nerve to go to Red Lobster, nothing on that menu is working with what I have going on right now, but I wanted those biscuits(kept telling my hubby crab cakes). Anyway, I had 5, yes I said FIVE of those damn biscuits and to top it off this cookie desert looked so good I got it and shared with the kids. I got home about 6 pm and I was so mad at myself because my stomach was aching so bad.... Why do I feel the need to do this to myself? I want to lose the weight, I have imagined myself at goal weight, running miles and miles, doing fun stuff with the kiddies, going on family vacations, looking oh so fly in this freakum dress for my 30th next August. Why, the sabotage? Anyway, going to the gym in an hour or so, and picking myself back up. I won't beat myself up anymore. By the way, I was still sick yesterday, so I beat myself up Saturday evening and all day yesterday. I got to get it together.