Breakfast-okish
Lunch-bad
3x $2mix at movies -bad
LARGE frozen coke-bad
XL popcorn-bad
1st dinner-bad
2nd dinner-worse.
Watching Emma Stone being a babe all glowing skin and shiny hair while I am stufffing my bloated dry spotty face – bad
Decided that I have had enough and history shows that once I actually get to the gym and get the endorphins pumping I am addicted – get the “exercise bug”
So have booked a pt session ( that I def cannot afford) tomorrow night with my trainer. I usually just float around the gym not actually breaking a sweat but when I am with Kris she makes each fibre in my body hurt individually. She has learnt not to give me anything that requires several moves together (BURPEES) because I am so severly challenged in the co-ordination area that once I had to fake a knee injury to leave a step class.
Fingers crossed this time tomorrow I will have an excess amount of energy!
Am also setting my alarm for 6.30am for the first time since before I had a baby. Now she sleeps through at night and is in daycare most of the time I have no excuse to grab that extra hour of sleep because I was going through all 10,000 items on the ASOS sale page. Its also not appropriate to continue taking my clean and well dressed child to daycare in my sister and stepdads old trackies with so much panda eye that is actually joining in the middle. Went to Cotton On today ( the home of cheap crap) and brought a basic navy hoody that at least fits me and is clean. Its a start.
xx