The rather lovely husband and wife team of Helen and Dom from Cutture also followed on to the night club and they eventually whisked me home to Surrey as we are fairly close neighbours. I fear a kebab hunt would have ensued had they not. This did not prevent my whipping up a black pudding omlette on arrival at home. Last night it was amazing - I don't think I will be sharing the recipe...
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Weighing in at 13 stone 6lbs
Weighing in at 12 stone 9 or 10 unofficial and a day late! (I have lost 2 or 3lbs)
Training has been sporadic this week due to a hangover on Sunday and another today. Can you now see where this weight may have come from? I did show proper grit by training at 7am on Monday morning and 7.30 Tuesday evening after a day of no food, no break at work, no staff and not so much as a coffee. I cancelled this evening's training in favour of a morning session as I think my characteristics today have been dehydration, tiredness and the zest of a sloth. I feel bad for the genial Geoff if I'm not up for some hard work and effort.
What a difference a couple of weeks and a couple of pounds makes to your self esteem. Last night I fitted easily into a red frock that hasn't been able to be done up since last July. It's a size 16. I am far from skinny or at an ideal weight. The boost to my confidence is enormous though. New hair cut, boobs ahoy and some lovely compliments meant I felt great.
|See what I mean - I'm like a chick magnet now....|