I wish there was a pill that made everything you eat taste like shite.

Weekends are always the hardest. I start out so well, too. I did not binge on Friday (though I did go a little over my acceptable number of cals for the day). Saturday morning, I woke up and had an egg instead of cereal, as I have decided to try and cut carbs out of my diet, and I exercised for like an hour. Saturdays are always the same, too. In the morning and early afternoon, it seems so easy. I think, I can totally do this. I won't eat at all today. I'll be even better than I am during the week, I CAN DO IT!.

And then I go and eat an entire Pizza Hut personal pan pizza. With sausage.

Why the heck can't I resist?!?!? I could understand if I binged on garbage-food that's in the house, but the fact that I actually drove out of my way to Pizza Hut, took the time and consideration to order the pizza, pay for it, and take it home before I ate it really makes me a fat-ass. I should have the strength to just NOT do that.

And then of course after I ate it, I felt sick for the rest of the night. My tummy has been getting worse as I get older (runs in the family), and now that I don't really eat all that often, the indigestion is way worse when I actually do eat. I suppose I could say at least I only had a personal pan pizza, and not like a whole big pie. But I'm still fat.

Now I'm going to go on the treadmill, and I'm not stopping until it says I've burned at least 1,000 calories.