Well can I just say, EPIC fail! I was right on in my calories until the movie, and then something possessed me to get a diet coke and a box of hot tamales. Ane that same thing helped me to eat them. As in the whole movie sized box. UGH. But, Paul Blart was actually kinda funny. I did an hour of cardio yesterday… 30 minutes on the bike and a run. The run was crap. I couldn’t do it for some reason. I took like 4 walking breaks. Not sure what the prob was, but I miss the days when I felt so kick butt. I did look freaking cute, though. I went shopping to get my son & hubby some new running shoes and passed the clearance rack… too many cute Adidas pants and tops, not to mention some Under Armour sports bras. New running clothes always makes me feel so good. I’m debating on whether or not to run today. I worked out every day last week, I think. Maybe that has something to do with the crummy run. I might just need a break. I guess I could just ride the bike for a bit. That doesn’t get my heart rate up too high.

In other news, I am addicted to soy protein powder. It rocks my face off. I don’t miss dairy at all (except for ice cream… soy ice cream blows!).

Happy Sunday, chickies!

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Well, epic was for sure the right word to use about today’s blog. UGH. I had roughly half of my calories (which, of course, were over) from cookies. Do not even get me started about the predatory nature of the beastly girl scout troop I ran into today. Oh. My. Gracious. SO I tried to make up for it by having a protein shake for dinner, while the hubby and boys went out. Like that EVER works. I ate some of the fries (from a place that makes them fresh every day… oh so good) and some of the blizzard. Yes, a butterfinger blizzard with 5 gazillion calories. And my run I was gonna go on as pennance? Now shot since my belly is aching. I think I have some sort of crossed wire in my brain. I cannot resist sugar. I have to have not had it for several days to be able to say no. I’m a junkie. It’s sick. Seriously sick.

I’m back on the wagon tomorrow. No excuses. I can’t complain about not losing weight when I eat like I have the past 2 days. Tomorrow morning is bootcamp, so that should get me started off on the right track.

In other news, my disgusting garage is clean! I cleaned and organized it before, then the hubby was going to “get rid of some stuff” and basically effed it all up and disorganized it (to the point that you couldn’t walk through it) in an effort to get some of the stuff he was gonna “get rid of.” Well, today I went through all the old baby clothes, baby furniture, and toys and we are donating all of it. I feel like a weight has been lifted. I really cannot stand clutter. And, everytime I get out the jogging stroller or our bikes I am SO embarrased if anyone looks. No more! I have a kick ass garage again. Yippee! =]

Night, chickies!