Not Gonna Happen
August 6, 2008
Ok, so I really don't like ground turkey.
Too bad. I wanted to like it, I really did.
Last night, I was beating myself up pretty badly in my head. See, by the time Ian got home from work, it was almost 7... and neither of us wanted to cook. So we went to Wendy's. I had the Chicken Mandarin salad, without the noodles or almonds (only cause they forgot to give me any) and with the low fat ranch dressing. But still, I felt horrible afterwards.
Funny, this coming from someone who, only a few weeks ago, could eat a Big Mac mindlessly.
I also chose to not work out yesterday, as my abs were killing me, and I figured I needed a day of rest. Felt somewhat guilty about that too!
Guilt complex, anyone? Sheesh.
Too bad. I wanted to like it, I really did.
Last night, I was beating myself up pretty badly in my head. See, by the time Ian got home from work, it was almost 7... and neither of us wanted to cook. So we went to Wendy's. I had the Chicken Mandarin salad, without the noodles or almonds (only cause they forgot to give me any) and with the low fat ranch dressing. But still, I felt horrible afterwards.
Funny, this coming from someone who, only a few weeks ago, could eat a Big Mac mindlessly.
I also chose to not work out yesterday, as my abs were killing me, and I figured I needed a day of rest. Felt somewhat guilty about that too!
Guilt complex, anyone? Sheesh.
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