Sticking to your statements... or not.

So early Monday morning I talked about the epiphany I had about how unfit I had physically become, and how much fat I was now carrying around my belly, and in the post I discussed the possibilities of exercising when continuing to stuff.

Hahahahahahahahahahaha!

It's ok to laugh at me as well.

I'm going to give a little run down of my day.

After the dog toy incident and the subsequent revelations from standing on the scale afterwards I gathered the little ones for breakfast of banana waffles then once they were at day care I treated myself to leftover tiramisu. Had another cup of coffee got ready for work, and off I went where i sat on my bum at work until i had a lunch of two large veggie soft tacos and a 20 oz Sprite, then back to work where I sat on my bum until I had a king size Reese's then sat on my bum until picked the kids up, and came home.

Dinner wasn't anything special - just standard spaghetti, and leftover tiramisu for dessert.

Cleaned house, cleaned children, played fetch, read bedtime story, took pictures for FF, then I snuck a whole chocolate cake to my room and devoured it.

Where was the exercise...? No where... And, I ended up stuffing myself on fatty things...
i feel slightly ashamed...

So here i am in bed, in too small pajama bottoms and a tee shirt that used to be big on me, body feeling tired and soft and well padded, belly resting on my lap and grumbling from a whole chocolate cake.

Oh well.

Can you imagine the calories I had:
1) Cup of coffee with cream and sugar.
2) Four waffles
one banana,
cup of strawberries,
butter,
syrup.
3) Plate of tiramisu.
4) Cup of coffee with cream and sugar.
5) 20 oz Sprite
two giant tortillas wrapped around
onions, bell peppers, jalapenos, spinach, squash, muenster, and spices.
6) King sized Reese's Peanut Butter cups.
7) Large Plate of spaghetti
8) Another plate of tiramisu.
9) Whole chocolate cake.

I'm so $&#*^% doomed...