Aftermath

I'm feeling the tiniest little bit of an ache in my back and shoulders this morning from Combat last night, but in a nice way - just letting me know that I used some different muscles from usual last night.

I resolutely put the scales away in the cupboard this morning, so I don't know which way they went this morning. For the moment I'm going to try and avoid them til Monday's weigh in, basically just because I've been having a bit of a think about stuff, and my attitude to this whole thing, and think I need to have a bit of a re-adjust. I'm still thinking it all out, so more on that when I've got it straight in my head.

I've not got too much on this weekend. I'm meeting Jo in a couple of hours time for dinner and the cinema - I'm pretty sure we're going to Ask, so I've taken the liberty of sitting down with the menu this morning and working out what I'm going to eat, so I don't have to think about it and make bad decisions when I get there.

I have no fixed plans for tomorrow at the moment, beyond trying to remember to get my bike fixed, and then Sunday I'm off to Wembley Stadium to see Take That with Jo - yaaaay - cheesey, girly, good times ahead! :o)