Thursday, August 5, 2010

what would Freud say....

So I went to the gym with the kids yesterday...worked my B.F.B. off - did treadmill, the circuit, then the treadmill. Actually broke a sweat (not something that I'm accustom to doing). Ran around like a chicken with my head cut off all day. Finally, at 6:30 ish made it to my writers group that meets every other Wednesday. I didn't have TIME for dinner cause I was a maniac all day, so I ate spinach dip with chips and birthday cake for dinner instead. Then beat myself up. Why do we do this stuff to ourselves? How can we be so strong in so many areas of our lives, and then such weak puppies in others? WHHHYYYYYYY!