The week, actually...at least the second half of the week has been crappy. A co-worker, love her to death, restocked her candy dish last week. It's been several weeks since it ran dry and I was hoping it would stay that way because I have zero willpower. None. Well...when I noticed it was restocked, I started hitting it. I hit it hard. Feeling HUGELY guilty about that. On top of that, I seem to be going through a bit of withdrawal from my Concerta since I just hadn't had time to get to the pharmacy to get it refilled (well...I had to remember to call the doc's office first, then I had to find the time to pick it up and then find the time to get to the pharmacy). Yesterday I was dragging ass hugely and today was not much better in addition to feeling like absolute crap since I had been overindulging in mini Snickers, Twix, Skittles, etc. I didn't even make it to the gym this morning that's how bad I felt. I got up at 5:30 and rather than doing one of my Jillian Michaels videos (did I mention I recently added Six Pack Abs to my collection?) I took a shower and tried to eek out a little more sleep. My prescription is now refilled, I hope tomorrow it is back to normal for me because I feel like crap not just with the upset stomach but with the guilt of not making it to the gym. At all.
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