Day 4, 5 & 6

Day 4 – Thursday

Waking up on the morning of day four I felt surprisingly chirpy.


On Wednesday night I skipped dinner and had 2 overly sweet cocktails then had
vodka and orange & cranberry mixers all night. I hope that the fruity non
wine drinks didn’t add up to more than dinner would have and I wish the club
had been more ‘banging’ so that I could have danced off at least one of the
drinks. Had a pint of water when I got in and didn’t feel too bad the next day.

The day could have been more successful. Although my morning
was quite healthy, balancing vegetables, gluten free toast and another cycle
ride – a mile lap then a ride into and back from town burning around 350
calories I think. In the evening I went to meet a friend – a certified wine
snob (in a good way)! We drank around 4 glasses of wine each and had a pub
dinner of veggie burger and chips and shared a side of onion rings. Yeh – real healthy.
Being the disgusting human regugitator that I am I got rid of a lot of it. I
paid for dinner so I didn’t feel too bad for doing it. When someone has bought
you dinner and you literally chuck it in a toilet it makes you feel like a
cheating, ungrateful bitch. After this I experienced more exercise than I
bargained for when after walking to my other half’s house I realised that he
was not there and had to walk the same distance again, tipsy and in the dark to
his friends house. In what I thought were ‘comfy heels’ should have checked
that before wearing the blistering little fuckers.

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Day Five - Friday

On the morning of Day 5 I woke up feeling like absolute death. I awoke at 7.30am with a stabbing pain in my stomach wondering what the
hell was going on. I ended up being violently ill all morning, my stomach emptied from both ends (attractive, no?). Couldn’t eat a thing! Everything that went in came straight back up! By midday I was feeling a little better and went for another country bike ride – the fresh air definitely doing me some good although totally washed out and feeling very out of energy making hills hard. The fact that the bike I was riding was not my own didn’t help, it was so small I felt like I was cycling from the knees rather than using my whole leg and the gears seemed to change of their own accord so for most hills I just dragged the bike up and walked! At the end of the walk I stopped, had a pint of cider then
flew down hill all the way home which was dreamy!

 

In the evening I ate jacket potato with cheese and salad, felt bad for eating so much cheese and promptly expelled that from my body then had a lazy binge/purge evening of haribo, ribena and crisps. Fucking minger.

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Day 6 - Saturday

Today – day 6 I have also binged far more than needed. I got
locked out my house and miserably decided that fast food was the key to
cheering myself up so as well as a small jacket potato with peas and beans I
had chips, beans and coleslaw. All expelled pretty much straight away. Nice to see that I’m not going back to my dirty old ways.

Not.

Thing is its so easy to revert back to the old ways - people always assume that its the hardest path but its just so easy. Its perfect! Eat what ever the hell you want, when ever the hell you want. Its expensive don't get me wrong but I am being very self indulgent this weekend. Opting for binges, eating til I have to walk with a stoop then heading bathroom-wards and starting all over again. Maybe its good I couldnt get home today - staying in the company of others is a real control because everyone else finds it such a disgusting habit! Junk food just feels so good sometimes.