Shit.
Carbs are my enemy. It's not that I think they are evil, they're just my personal devil.
I watched the Alton Brown Good Eats episode recently where he discusses how he lost so much weight. He said that milk was the devil on his shoulder. He realized that whenever he drank milk, he usually was eating something unhealthy and usually too much of it. So he decided to cut out milk to help him overcome other parts of his unhealthy diet.
For me? It's carbs (from bread, not fruits and beans), and it's been officially proven tonight. We got out of the evening church service and didn't want to go home and cook. Stopped at Newk's, and I thought I would get a salad, but I had a big salad for lunch and didn't want another one. So, I ordered the bbq chicken pizza and told myself to only eat two slices and be done with it.
I ate the whole pizza. Then, afterwards, even though I was pissed at myself, spent a good five minutes convincing my wife that we needed Yogurt Mountain. And then, I got way more yogurt than necessary and topped it off with a bunch of candy and ate all of it.
I can't eat carbs. They're done in my life.