So having experienced the most embarrassing moment of my life last Monday… ‘When is your baby due?’ When you’re not pregnant and I had to fork out £400 for the insult (new tyres) the whole week was a downward spiral. I came home, ordered a Thai and totally slagged off the mechanic through every mouthful and then just like that, Easter was less than a week away and I pretty much binged all week and treated myself last night to a large Dominos family deal. Safe to say I went to bed with the most swollen tummy and didn’t sleep a wink probably because of the amount of crap soaring through my body but when I woke up this morning, immensely bloated and feeling just shit I’ve had one of those ‘new week, new me, new diet kind of ideas’!
So I had weetabix for breakfast with a tiny bit of honey instead of drowning it in sugar and a banana; soup and chocolate orange rice cakes for lunch and came home and made stir fry with chicken and LOADS of veg with hardly any noodles! Today was a win. I also went gyming with my Sarah, I said we should do the Kayla Itsines BBG, week one day one and I was thrilled that between mild heart attacks, Sarah too was struggling. (Mwahahah, there is a god!!) She did power through and not stop once whereas towards the end I was trailing off like a wet fart and literally just wanted to die… What a workout though!
Now I’m not working 7 days a week I’m replacing work with looking after myself. The 7 days a week for 9 months has left me so fat, so unhealthy and generally just a bit of a tramp. Glad I’ve been to the gym a total of four times in three weeks but I’m sure there will be a routine soon! I feel a little more determined now I’m nearly over the ‘are you pregnant saga?’.
Pass me the veg!