sigh..

after i hit the gym with dear brittany, she kills me.

and i'm starving afterwards. and i feel very justified in wanting to eat all the grilled chicken and dressing cafe rio has, all the red velvet cupcakes i find, and all the strawberry sorbet walmart and target have. combined. 

then maybe wash it down with tea from starbucks because it's low-cal.. 

after our workout yesterday we hit up the cafe on the rio. (that's cafe rio for you not-hip people.. (as if i was any more hip..hah)) 

i ate my entire salad. 

and just when i was starting to feel  bad about throwing away my workout i looked around and what did i see?

fire fighters, cops, and millions of girls in lululemon and nike. so i ate happily. 

then today when i woke up and couldn't move my legs, i felt like eating just to spite my soreness.. 

but on the upside i had salad at Olive Garden..that counts for something right?

i'm faced with the dilemma of wanting to be a smokin hot wife someday or getting fat as soon as i get married because he claims to love me. i just don't know..

mostly, i'm just so sore peeing even hurts. i am so not okay. i promise i don't have food issues.