Message for anyone reading who has not the slighest interest in my food/ diet rantings! Don't read the blog posts which have the tag diet, the are just intended for me to look back over and feel disgusted that I am such a crappy dieter.
I got up this morning all determined that today was the day it will start again, my friend L is joining me and we have decided to meet weekly and diet plan. I am already being good with my exercise so that is a positive start.
Then I find myself in a work meeting and they have proivded yummy packs of biccies, half way through I remember I should not be having these. Instead of stopping I think 'oh well, there is always tomorrow' and now since then I have had 2 chocoloate bars - yes I have to admit it to myself and anyone reading - 2 - how crazy is that. It is only 1.30pm in the afternoon. It is official I am a fat, addicted to food pig.
So what I am saying is why does tomorrow never come. How do I allow myself to get in this situation - it is so weak and weakness is not something I like in my life. Most things I have great control over but this area alludes me.....
