Day: N.O means… oh go on then!

Enough. Of. The. Failures already. This blog has become more of a diary of the weak and pathetic, rather than motivational with a twist of real life truth. It appears that if I continue on this current food train, I WILL turn into a chubby, tyre wearing, muffin top hanging, leg chaffing excuse of a […]

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Day: Sh*t got dirty!

If you don’t judge me… I’ll judge you! I ate this today. I’m disgusted with myself. Although, whether that’s because I spent £8 on a freakin’ burger and £4 on chips and couldn’t finish it, OR whether it’s because I thought it was a good idea to have this in the first place. It looks […]

Read More Day: Sh*t got dirty!