Of course, being the foolish, prideful woman that I am, I decided I HAD to make them properly. It was just so wrong that they didn't turn out! I had the base from the overflow of my first batch, so I just had to do the icing and melt some chocolate. Second time was a charm! Worked great...delicious confections. Problem: adding a second pan of evil to my household. That night I ate THREE little pieces. I tried to convince myself that it was the same as eating one large piece, like you'd get at the bakery. Then, for the past few days, I've had a piece after dinner. DAMMIT. I don't want them in my house!! I have decided they are off the menu. No more. NO MORE. Damn their deliciousness.
I have been working out though. Sat, Sun and tonight alternating the shred with bike. I am happy to report one of my "viral shredding" victims did their first workout, and LOVED it. Hurting now, but she's ready for more, and to get better at it down the road. Very cool! I also bullied my ex from high school into getting back on his bowflex. Lol, watch out...I am now an exercise pusher. I also got my friend Lara doing another bootcamp DVD from the Biggest Loser trainers as well. She is feeling the pain pretty well too. Why does that make me sooo happy? Guess I'm just sweet that way. I like to share the suffering. :)
So I am frustrated to be the same weight for two weeks in a row, but I know eating friggin' squares of fat and sugar surely didn't help. Dumbass.
Going to keep on it...it's all I can do.