Six points.  Six freaking points.  I knew it was six freaking points, and I still ate it!  I knew it was six freaking points, and that I had no points left for the day, and that I was running low on flex points this week, and I still ate it!

My only excuse is that I’ve been craving a Krispy Kreme glazed donut for a really long time now.  And when someone leaves a box of six donuts in our department at work just for us and I’ve been craving one, well, my willpower just can’t stand up to that.  So I ate it.  I counted it.  Now I gotta move on and figure out how I’m going to make it through the weekend without using too many more flex points.

My answer is exercise.  I haven’t been able to exercise since last weekend due to the fiasco surrounding my biopsy.  The ER doctor made a point of telling me to take it easy for few days.  Instructions that I had absolutely no problems following, of course.

I will admit that the donut was seriously yummy, although I devoured it too fast.  I also figured that I better enjoy it before I attempt to go on Metformin and carbs/sugar become big no-nos.  Lord, I dread the day.

So tonight I’m back on my routine.  Tonight I will climb the stairs.  And tonight I will get my big butt back on the Wii.

Have you given into a temptation lately?