Now I’ve moved house, I’m trying to get back on track with my health and fitness.
(Mmmm, just seeing the word ‘track’ makes me think of a delicious nutty treat…)
I don’t need it. I think I am obsessed with food.
Having a wobble
So my week pans (…mmm crispy fried bacon) out like this:
Game of Thrones = crisps and wine
Football match = sofa snacks and cider
Poldark = cheese and red wine
Filling the emptiness
Boredom. That’s maybe my major problem.
I used to live in London and was never bored. I had a fulfilling job at an ad agency, gym and swim membership, theatres, clubs, cinemas, live music, and friends.
My life was full, and my stomach was the right kind of empty.
Now I live in semi-rural Surrey my life had slimmed down to a few streets and my jeans have expanded.
Must take back control.