I Smell Rebellion

There is a rebellious streak in me this week. A streak that does not want to eat salads under any circumstances and has a real craving for bread and stodge. I think it started with my celebratory post weigh-in spaghetti bolognaise mountain with a big hunk of garlic bread and it doesn't seem to have gone. I haven't been naughty as such, like, I have stuck to my syns allowance and I haven't used my allowance up on sweets or anything like that. I can just feel that binge sitting on my shoulder and whispering "tiramisu" in my ear ... it's very seductive.

I'm not sure what to do to stop it really. I'm not sure I can or even want to. I keep thinking about a brand new suit that is sitting in my wardrobe and the trousers are literally millimeters too small at the moment and I reeeeeally want to be able to wear them. That puts me off the cake a little bit.

I might blog a lot this weekend as a diversionary tactic ... blog or eat. I think that's how it's going to be. Unless the weather is nice, then I may be able to garden rather than eat. Either way I will have to occupy myself somehow! Anyway it's lunchtime. Leafy goodness beckons ... bleurgh.

Gem x