Feeling Guilty

Okay, so I guess I'll come here and just tell you all what a loser I am. Really, every time I see this blog in my blog list, I cringe, just knowing that my pictures are on here and my gung-ho "here we go"ness is all over this blog, and here I am, sitting on my - well, you know - eating junk food.

I don't know what the problem is.

Okay, I do. The problem is that I just don't /want/ to exercise. I don't /want/ to eat a healthy snack. I just /want/ to sit down with a good book and eat a few doughnuts.

When it comes to the point in the day when I'm supposed to be working out, I consider the options for a second and decide I just Don't. Want. To. Do. It. I'll try to talk myself out of the temptation to eat a candy bar, but in the end, I just decide I want to eat it. Period. So I do.

I think despite all this, I've lost a couple pounds, but, really, it's incidental.

Ideas? Pep talks? Shameful scathing recriminations? Lay it on me. 'Cuz I need something; I just don't know what. ;o)