Today has been a good day :) apart from the boyfriend having to stay at work until finish (2am) rather than 6 because there short staffed. When he isn't here it makes me bored and lonely, which leads to aimless staring in the cupboard and the fridge for ages contemplating whether to give into temptation and have a jaffa cake or 6. I settled for 2 and about 40 cups of green tea and some situps so not to bad, as this was the only evil of today. Been pretty prodcutive in my boredom, and this lead to to some extreme hoovering (hoovering whilst miming the terrible song your listening to with exaggerated dance moves- eh its all burning calories right?) and shit ton of ironing.
In other news, I have a goal! I want to have lost 7-10lbs before my birthday which is the first of next month, usually I'd be more specific but I'm waiting on my new scale to arrive rather than the ghastly inaccurate thing I've got at present. I don't want to predict to high either because I'm so sick of failing things at the moment it seems like my life is a big circle of failure :( and i don't need anymore. But anyways my plan is to stick to 750cal on most days and have one cheat day a week, but still no epic binge-fests for next fortnight. After that I'll have a week before my birthday and goal so I'm thinking depending on the numbers a non-carb vegan week, (cant remember if I've mentioned but I'm vegetarian), but still eating little meals so I don't kill my metabolism as its taken me several years to get it ticking over again. And of course getting some exercise in there somewhere, probably using my hardly used gym membership. I hate the gym. Its not the exercise its the people there.
It mainly consists of men (old ugly men) making noises such as eee-eee-arrr-ARRRRGGGHHHH, which in my opinion shouldn't be heard outside of the bedroom, and women with the most beautiful bodies, toned ab's, thigh gaps, the works, done up to the nines (seriously what is this full hair and makeup to the gym when there's not one fit guy there) making me green with envy. Its hard to stay motivated when the human incarnation of beauty is right next to you looking completely composed and your waring your most unattractive grey trackies, red as a lobster gasping for breath and curing the treadmill as the machine sent up from the pits of hell to kill me. But I have to try.
I guess I have nothing else to say so laters beaut's x
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