I want to tell everyone that the movie the lush of my life and I were going to see last night was put off until next Sunday night – the night of the race. Hopefully I can drag myself from the car to the deckchair for it, cos I’m not missing either of them!
We had a lovely meal last night – far too much on the plate though, and it was hard to say no to all the chips, particularly after being at the show yesterday as well and having to pass up all the once a year foods I’d usually indulge in. *sigh*
Most interesting is the fact that if I don’t exercise, I don’t lose weight. I think there’s something wrong with that picture, so I will speak to the nutrition guru when I see him on Tuesday. It’s not that I’m being greedy, it’s just wrong in my opinion. And it’s taken me 20 bloody years to say that ‘This is bullshit’ to someone who is actually in a postion to make that call, and to have them say ‘Yes. Yes it is. Lets try this…’, is too fantastic an opportunity to pass up. Hopefully he’ll have some other ideas, but I’m just going to keep chugging away at it.
Oh, and I’ve worked out that gin and vodka don’t have sugar in them. . .
But after the race next week, I’m still having beer. To replenish myself, of course!