Where do I begin?
Day 10 I cant even remember.
Day 11 - I went out for 2 meetings, shared 3 bottles of wine and an italian mezze of starters at a restaurant. Too much - very creamy and I remember getting rid of it all as soon as possible. This turned into around 6 bottles of cider. How disgusting.
Day 12 - April Fools day - really couldnt be bothered to do anything - was at work so couldnt get out for exercise. Went to see my friend in the evening and again drank too much wine and ate too much chinese. Vommmm
Day 13 - Woke up late, ran home, got changed and went straight to a party where I ate a gorgeous falafel and halumi burger. And drank half a litre of rum before getting into a fight and being driven home. What a mess.
Day 14 - Ran a workshop from 11-6. Had a healthy ish breakfast of poached eggs, vegetables, gluten free toast. Then shared tapas and threw up. No exercise again. Feeling rough.
Day 15 - Intended to pole dance but couldnt make the class - theres not much point really is there? I'm a fucking whale.
Incase you couldnt tell... its that slightly hormonal time of the month....
Day 16 - Worked all day then headed to town to see a friend - had a cider and 2 glasses of wine and left. During the day ate 3 cans of sweet corn, snackajacks and a rice salad. Then had mini cheddars on the way home to soak up some booze.
So not doing very well am I?
Ok - lets start again.
Will weigh myself tonight and try and get back on this weightloss horse
Even though right now there's no point - its not going to work. I'm never going to be thin again unless I develop self control or sew up my fat fucking lips.
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