It's never a good sign when someone disappears for a while is it?
I shall get it out the way and 'fess it up straight away. I did indeed gain last week, as expected. 4lbs. Did I get back on the derailed train at that point and get back to work? Nope. I had another hectic week with not enough caring and added another 2lbs to that.
Soooo glad I worked so hard then for the autumn and undid it all in two weeks.
So pretty much back where I started the summer and too busy to care enough to do much about it. Another sigh.
Somewhere in the midst of that, work's quiet period came and went (a whole week! Lucky me!) and everybody seems to either have a birthday that needs celebrating or want to see me before I leave. Oh, and the flat needs packing up and moving backs to Dad's again.
I'm getting there slowly and tomorrow is the do-or-die day where I have a van for just 8 hours to get everything loaded and 70 miles away and the van back again.
I might find some energy to start caring again about my diet, but not just yet it seems.
There's been some of this:
And then some of this:
And all whilst living in this condition at home as I try and pack.
(From top to bottom: sticky jerk ribs at Turtle Bay, the wonderful Indiana at Thekla, pizza and gin at The Stable and ... a mess in my room)
T - 8 days until departure to the continent.
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