Even though I’m looking forward to my gym opening back up next week, I feel I can justify a ‘final week’ of failures before the real work starts.
I started off my day with all intentions of drinking the smoothie I’d made with what I had available in the fridge – but turns out, as I was lacking in some vital ingredients. It was vile.
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It’s miserable outside. And since my last few posts have been of quite a miserable nature, figured it was about time I injected some energy into my life. And not fail for a change.
So…
It’s been a funny ‘ol weekend. Exhausting for so many reasons – which resulted in not what I would call too much of a late night, but somehow feeling this morning like I’d hit the tiles till the early hours doing a marathon Zumba session. I honestly can’t remember the last time I “hit the tiles…”. Do people even use that phrase anymore!? *Insert blank straight face*.
This blog has always been about honesty. So, time to fess up…
Turns out, I haven’t had a breakthrough at all in terms of eating anything in sight. It didn’t sit comfortable with me when this first happened. And quickly became apparent that the real reason behind this turn of events was actually because I was coming down with – and yes, this is the medical term – a “Stinking Cold”.
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After the last few weeks being like a real life conveyor belt of food, to hand, to mouth, to gut… I think I might have hit my peak!
Every Sunday is roast day which usually (and if you’re a regular reader of my blog, you’ll know this already), is followed by a selection of at least three puds – of which I politely sample all three.
But today, my friends, I can’t decide if I’ve let myself down… or had a breakthrough. I’m going to go with the positive and say it was one hell of a breakthrough. Let me tell you why. Continue reading
Admittedly I’ve not been perfect, in fact – I’ve come to realise this will never be the case. Plus. It’s boring.
However.
I have improved, and so long as I improve, I can’t feel guilty about the cheesecake I might have eaten – twice. Continue reading
