Yesterday I had a great workout. I walked on the treadmill. I lifted many pound worth of weights. I pushed myself on the elliptical and bike. I left the gym feeling like I had done a good days worth of working out.
And then I ruined it all by eating to much while watching the BYU/SDSU basketball game. The cheese tray kept calling my name and I kept answering. I ate 9 oz of cheese. Yes, NINE OUNCES. One half pound. I know, I can't believe I did that either. I swore I was going to be better and then my husband wanted to go out without the kids. I swore I was going to be so good and then I discovered the deliciousness that is Naan. Indian Flatbread. The warm garlic Naan called and I answered again. What was I thinking? I don't know. I just know that in 10 hours I was able to undo an entire week full of hard work and sweat.
What was I thinking?
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