Ok, ok. I didn't make it to aerobics after all last week. I went out for a lovely meal on tuesday and had far too much wine for a school night. I got up late and a little hungover so I stumbled out of the door in a daze without my kit. I didn't really attempt to do anything else remotely like exercise all week ... apart from a walk over to my Ma and Pa's on friday afternoon which isn't exactly far away at all, it's half a mile or less. I had a second meal out on Saturday evening. At some point a big mac might have slipped in there too. It's ridiculous really, considering how much its costing me to go and get weighed that I can't bloody stick to something so simple as eating less food than I burn off during the week but I'm shit and I can't help it.
Anyway, it's weigh in tonight. I've not set foot near the scales so I am expecting a gain. Ah well, just need to deal with that and move on. I have had an advanced warning text from my aerobics buddy to get my gym stuff together. I think i'm even going to get it ready and in the car tonight so that if the inclination takes me I might even do a bit of a session in the work gym on Tuesday night. Yes, you heard me ... don't faint anyone.
I'll let you know my punishment on the scales tomorrow.
Gem x
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