Oh dear…
I’m writing this as I chomp through a chunk of Cheddar the size of Ayers Rock, and pour myself another glass of Tesco’s finest Chianti Classico. I’m having a day off. A couple of days off in fact, as tomorrow we’ll be dining out at Chipping Sodbury’s finest Chinese.
Eating out is the biggest casualty of this health regime. Despite the pleasures of running, and the self-gratification of losing all this weight, I decided I needed a short break from it all as I enter the second half of the programme. From time to time we all need decent wine and lasagne and cheese and peanuts and ice-cream. So that’s what I’ve dined on this evening.
I will still fit in my run tomorrow, and then it’s back to work for another 9 weeks.
