I just got home from the gym and I'm absolutely starving. My little hippie creep didn't teach yoga today, instead we had this insanely flexible little old guy that was super intense. It was such a great workout and I feel so stretched out now. I had a Naked berry juice smoothie and a birthday cakepop for lunch but I'm still fiending for treats. I don't know what's wrong with me. Maybe I just need to go to Panera and have a delicious salad for dinner to get my mind off of Misha's Cupcakes and French macaroons from Whole Foods.