Ladies - I don't have much time to write, but need to confess. I just completely STUFFED my face with pizza & cheese bread. It is a weakness of mine. I know I cannot control it. I should never have sat down with my family to the dinner table. Funny thing, I knew even before I sat down what was going to happen.
I'm so impressed with those of you who post here about feeling the urges but conquering them. I pray that this isn't the beginning of the end. I just got here, darn it!!! I don't want to leave. I don't want to wear big pants. I don't want to hate my body. I don't want to be too embarassed to leave the house.
It is a new day tomorrow. I'll start over. I'll try not to punish myself too hard, although I'm already planning a very long run in the morning.
Thanks for listening. This stinks. I am embarassed, disappointed, and more than a little ill. Gross - I feel completely gross.
Bleh. End of pity party.

