I woke up at the usual time this morning, but I felt rotten. Not ill, nothing so easily explained. Nothing so readily able to dismiss as not my fault.
Alas, this is self inflicted. Bloated, over-indulged and over-eaten. I am rapidly becoming the pilsbury dough - girl. This must stop.
I'm still going to Personal Training, twice a week, but at the moment those are the only exercise, other than packing the house up of course.
However, its the food and drink that I'm majorly overloading on. Too much, too often. I feel and look overweight and pudgy. This stops.
House move or no house move, this is not an excuse. Starting today - self control.