I had a bit of a gain this week, damn it. I think a combination of being away so eating out a lot plus having a whole ‘I’ve got to goal and I’ve run the City to Surf so I can relax now’ attitude. I did the worst thing on Monday – I wanted a cupcake from the local bakery but when I got home they were closed so I went to the milk bar instead and got a big bag of lollies. I didn’t even want them, I wanted a cupcake. Still I ate them.
I’m planning on losing this week. I bought a whole heap of food at the market yesterday and cooked up stuff for this week. I really need to have soups and salads to take for lunch because it’s nigh on impossible to eat well around Lygon Street. I get amazed sometimes seeing people tucking into pizzas and huge bowls of pasta for lunch. I could do it for dinner but definitely not for lunch.
I also cooked up some lentils and a few portions of chili chicken. The freezer is nicely full but I also want to make chicken meatballs tomorrow.
I had a nice victory today – I’ve finally convinced Andrew to go running with me. All it took was the promise of new shoes and six months of nagging, plus he wants to get fit enough to play footy next year. I’ll whip him into shape!