Well it doesn't take much for me to miss an evening at the gym. My wife wasn't feeling brilliant so couldn't make it last night so I, being the devoted husband that I am, decided to stay home.
Then, we passed on the Chicken Pesto dinner we had planned, for fish finger sandwiches, mash and beans. Mmmm, comfort food.
Then I went that one step further. I had bag of Candy King sweets. All fizzy stuff, of course.
So Tuesday was a blow out. No booze though, at least.
On the brighter side, I checked the scales and the majority of the re-gained weight has gone, so it must have been alcohol bloating. Small mercies.
I will go to the gym tonight.
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