I hit rock bottom this weekend i think.

I love making cakes and cookies, pies, pastries, candies....and that used to be just fine. I never really had much of a taste for sweets or desserts. I'd make cookies or cupcakes and give them away without blinking an eye because i only liked to create, not partake. Unfortunately, when i was pregnant with dd i developed a sweet tooth to beat the band. It became even worse late in my pregnancy with ds. I can't get enough cake, or chocolaty whatever. Might have something to do with why i weigh 220#. Blegh.

I used to have great self control too. A big believer in mind over matter. That was a joke though. Turns out that was all a joke. I am weak when it comes to temptations.

On Friday i made cupcakes. Delicious churro cupcakes. Coated with my great weakness, cinnamon sugar. There were twenty-four. Dd had two (maybe), dh had five or six. I've had 12. At least. I can't believe it. I know its true, but i can't wrap my mind around the thought of stuffing my face so much. Its disgusting. But those cupcakes were good. So good in fact, dh said, "how did i live before i had these?!"

But that is that. The damage is done and all i can do is move on and learn from it. Dh and i did a great job of making it to the gym every morning this week. How many days does it take to create a habit? Hopefully we can keep it going. It feels great, other than the binge-ing i did. Hopefully this week can be the week of good gym going and good eating.