Ive been to the Dr today, a mild case of thrush and i have got medication for it so hopefully i won't be itching in the next few days. Since i was running late, i didn't eat breakfast or even pack a lunch so had to settle for a bagel at the bagel factory. As a rule i don't eat bagels. They are bread and they don't do anything for me and knowing that in most places they are frozen for ages and defrosted every morning and sold as freshly baked frankly puts me off. I had that with coffee so that was sin number one. Coffee exacerbates cellulite and for one trying to get back into shape that wasn't doing myself any favours. After seeing the Doc, I went into a nice cafe where they sell really huge paninis. My favourite there is the spinach, bacon and mozarella. It never fails to disappoint. I haven't had it im more than a year(it helped that i moved) but i am soo going to enjoy it. My stomach is growling.
That just means whatever good had come out of my regime last week has gone down the loo. I still plan to go for a run tonight. it's the least I can do. I think it shows real commitment particulalry when it's drizzling like it is now. I should remember to replace my bedside lamp. I think i broke it or maybe it was just the lightbulb. That fateful saturday three weeks ago when I had to walk from a certain tube station because... well i had passed out innit?!
This morning the other lightbulb went as I tried to switch the light on. Mind you, it might still be dark city anyway with the new bulbs. The last I checked the elctricity we were about to run out. Considering that I have done the gas and electricity twice already, i reckon it's time flatmate got a little shock...again. If he remembers correctly, He came home to a very dark house one night because lo and behold, he'd been coming to a well lit house for almost three months without wondering why the electricity never ran out. I am not bailing him out again. I did my bit again and again and it's time for him to act. Little bastard. Oh and I am writing a letter to the landlord, i think he appreciates the written word more than phone calls. Reminds him (i guess) of a time in his life when letters were the means of communication and people appreciated them. i still so.
Two girls I know are going away and now there is a string of parties I have to attend. apparently i can't beg off since i am being given ample notice and i can't refuse the booze. That i will have to negotiate...the booze I mean. One is going back to poland for a bit and the other is moving to spain with her italian toyboy. Her mother in Spain isn't very happy and she is praying for her soul which i guesswill go to hel if she doesn't go back to spain instead. The first host is Japanese and she only had chosticks in the house. Everything including fish and chips is eaten with the chopsticks! Her Irish husband is converted. I told them to get plastic cutlerly for me otherwise i'll use my hands! I mean it
I don't know where that leaves my fitness regime. It looks like im faltering already and i had been hoping to see the difference in 4 weeks time. Has anyone got advice on how I can maximise the benefits of my attempt at exercise? I am eating well(bar yesterday and today). Is running enough or do i need to do more?