Day 7 - 9

Today we went for another bike ride to see our prospective house then came back for sunday lunch - which for me was cheesey leeks, over cooked vegetables and gorgeous roast potatos, nice enough but too fattening to keep in sadly. As was breakfast. We drove to the hotel we'll be staying for the next few days. My other half had to work so I spent the evening binging on room service and watching Tv as the gym shut early on a sunday.
I had got on the scales in the morning and discovered that I had lost 2 pounds. Great two fucking pounds and I'm still a whale with slightly tighter thighs. I changed into 'sexy undies' while my other half was at work. I looked in the mirror at my bulging white flesh, spilling over the edge of the slightly too tight girly underwear. When I'm skinny I'll bring them out again - but there is nothing girly or attractive about stretch marks and rolls. When he came back (early) I was still in my PJ's - I intended to take them off and hide under the duvet til he returned but it didnt happen like that. He was knackered so the naughty evening in didnt happen. Am I surprised? He comes home expecting his sexy misses and he sees unmade up slobby me. I felt so unattractive - I don't want to bitch about him but I really needed some affection and it just wasn't there. Sad times.

Day 8

The next morning we had a pretty lovely filthy one after breakfast. Breakfast was included in the room so it'd be rude not to pig out on the buffet (£12 per day!) I chowed down beans, mushrooms, tomatoes, a fried egg, yogurt, fruit and a cup of tea before making my polite excuses. Trampy.

We spent the day leisurely heading the gym and completing 1500 metres on the rowing machine - and I've pulled a muscle somewhere in the rib region. We had a swim (turns out I really can't fucking swim at all. Doggy Paddles about my limit)and I endured the steam room (feels like burning alive). For dinner we went to a lovely little country pub where I had a gooooorgeous veggie lasanga with salad, onion rings and chips. Stopped at the halfway mark, emptied my stomach and carried on before emptying again. Trick is with that to drink as much as possible while eating - a pint of tap water with a meal lubes up your meal. That way its easier to get rid off, comes up nice and easy and helps mush everything together so you dont have the sharp edges that give you a sore throat. Magical.
After dinner we headed back the hotel and had a quickie which must have burnt the last remaining calories... maybe... 

Day 9
We're back now and apart from another oversized vomitable breakfast, a scone and a few marshmellows I havent eaten - still more than I should have. Dinner will no doubt will be fat laden - barf.
Tomorrow I'll go back to healthy eating and exercise - This (long) weekend was over indulgent and when you go away its so hard to  keep up good habits and so easy to slip into bad ones.


So, tomorrow I'm going to get up early, walk or cycle into town, pick up my new glasses, have a driving lesson, eat a shit load of vegetables and behave myself. Hopefully. I have a pub date and a dinner date this week with a friend and a photographer I worked with - I bought her dinner last time so this time dinners on her. Its kind of my money so I guess I can misbehave a little...

Until tomorrow...