Guilt

So this week was a writeoff. I worked out ONCE. I did go and get my licence (yay me!), but I really should have been able to do all four workouts. They aren't long, they aren't overly hard... I just chose not to do them this week.
Because of that... enter guilt. I eye up the bag of Cheetos, their delicious fake neon orange cheesey goodness, up on the top shelf of my cupboard - GUILT. Mostly because by 'eye up' I mean pour a small bowl, devour, and repeat. GUILT! Or those super yummy, soft chocolate chip cookie my hubby brought home from Costco - GUILT (to the power of 3).
ACK! I need to get moving again. When I'm not being active, everything else falls out of balance too. I don't eat as well, I don't move as much as I should, so I eat, so I sit feeling useless and guilty and discourages, so I eat some more... and on and on. Ok, maybe I'm not as bad for this as I used to be - but when I'm really in a good Healthy frame of mind I have no problems walking down the chip or cookie aisle - when I'm in a slump I tend to think in terms of snacks. HOW DO I CHANGE THIS THOUGHT PROCESS! More importantly, how do I change the snackiness that invades my house every time my hubby is home from work?
My mind had gone into overdrive today thinking about how I can ward off some of this guilt - do I join the gym (that isn't a gym) where I know I'll 'fit in' and get some great support (but no equipment, no track, no pool)? Do I join the recreation facility where I'll have all the equipment, the pool, the track, the drop in classes, but there will be absolutely no personal support (and there are always the gym bunnies *barf*)? Do I sign up for one paticular class; step aerobics, zumba, yoga, bust your a$$ military drills? Do I just continue to workout at home? Then I need to factor in childcare (for most), transportation (to all), cost, times and and and... can someone please pass me a donut?!