Consequences
135.0 this morning. Let's see. Over the weekend, DH and I went through an entire package of Fox's selection box biscuits. I nibbled all day on Sunday as I was on my own here. Then yesterday I ate chocolate cake...Yep. Consequences.
What I ate yesterday:
2 slices wholegrain toast with almond butter and strawberry jam, black coffee
a huge pear and a chocolate hob nob
leftover brown rice, half a roast sweet potato, some broccoli and green beans and two seitan ribz
a Cadbury chocolate roll
then someone came into the break room with a homemade chocolate cake, made by a lady who is about to retire. I have always resisted her famous cake, but as this was probably the last opportunity to try it, I ate a slice.
a handful of strawberries
half a slice of bread with almond butter when I got home
oven chips, a veggie pattie and courgettes with carrot and onion mixed in
a bowl of muesli with rice milk at about 9.30
See, I can pack it away, can't I! Not a good day. Some poor choices. Eating when I wasn't hungry. Harrumph.
Stupid consequences! (Said in Homer Simpson voice)
Oh well.
I took a rest day yesterday because I realised that I have actually done some sort of workout (even if 'just' yoga) every single day this month. I suppose I'm trying to cram in as much as possible because after the family get here on Friday, that's pretty much going to be it until the 1st of August. Ack!
I'm going to do some sort of cardio tonight, but only a short one, as I don't get off work until 6.00. Then DH and I have to sit (we have vowed to have the TV off this evening) and plan out taxis and trains and buy tickets tomorrow.
Oh! I got a letter from IPS yesterday saying they tried to deliver something to me, so I called an automated number to have the package redirected to my work address. I hope it's my new UK passport!!