So today, i made myself two slices of toast, ended up only being in the mood for one. I passed the other one on to Will. After that I headed to work. Didn't get lunch until about 3pm. Got a chicken sandwich, a slice of carrot cake and an iced coffee. I ended up only eating half of the carrot cake, even though it was really tasty.
After work I headed to the gym. Worked out for just under an hour, only used the treadmill and the bike though. I did push myself a little further tonight, on the treadmill doing a near jog, well fast paced walk but I am getting more confident and not so afraid of pushing past the initial discomfort.
While I waited for my lift I stretched my muscle by doing some of my physio exercises.
I have drank a litre of water. Went food shopping too. The fridge is now full of fresh veg. Must start cooking better meals. First stop Gran's carrot soup, mum's sausage casserole and then gran's clootie dumpling. Sounds like a good meal if you ask me and its all stuff that can be frozen. Huzzah.
What seems pointless though, is I go to the gym work off lunch only to come home and have a peanut butter and jam sandwich with a bottle of beer. Seems silly. But I did push myself.
Had an odd moment on the treadmill tonight. I was watching the music videos, minding my own business and i just had this feeling that I was literally shedding lbs while walking and had this moment in my head where I looked down and could have sworn that I was skinny, well toned. Odd.
Anyway, that's enough of that.
Vicky xx
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