7 days ago I returned from a week in France and had lost weight… it was an amazing feeling and I promptly spent Sunday sat on my arse, watching TV, drinking wine and eating pizza.
Monday was spent in a training session that was catered and was right near the train station. I had to go for a 75 minute walk that night just to hit my fuelband target for the day.
The rest of the week was utter chaos – ridonkulously busy at work, evenings in the pub, meals in restaurants. Today, we have a mate’s 50th birthday party which will no doubt be more booze and meat!
Tomorrow, I return to my new healthier ways.