Falling slightly..

Ok, so today I kind of fell..or leapt off the wagon a little bit. I got home from work at 2pm as I do on the weekends. I had a grabbed breakfast of toast and marmite but by the time I'd finished work I was pretty hungry. I got home late because I had to rely on a taxi today (I didn't *have* to strictly speaking..but the thought of spending an hour to get home by buses made me die a little inside) so I basically raided the kitchen.

Dinner was mostly just crap. I had a couple of left over festive chocolates, a cheese and salad sandwich (we literally only had cheese or bacon sandwich wise and I figured the cheese was quicker..it was pre-grated though and I did only have a sprinkle so not awful). But then I decided I wanted cake too. So I had a bit of Christmas cake. It's home made so it shouldn't be as terribly sugary as it would be store bought but it's still bad.

I did however have to walk uphill home from where the taxi dropped me (I instantly get sweaty at the thought of directing people. Even on a route I've done almost every day for over two years..I just KNOW I'll get it wrong at some point so when he didn't know my road I picked the closest landmark). I've also done my 40 bike minutes (today to the tune of Supernatural), 60 reps on the rubber rowing thing altogether and I am going to walk the hound this evening. Sooo I figure that should I just eat my tea of spag bol momentarily and avoid eating anything other than my 10 calorie jelly later I'll probably be ok. Not great but ok. I really need to just eat fruit at dinner time. I'm planning on giving that a go soon. It's just recently it's been too easy to instantly gratify a sugar craving which clearly makes your body start to expect them. I'm not one to instantly give up on a diet because of a set back. I just need to walk a little quicker to burn it off..

Anyway, I'm not going to sweat it too much. I'll just be better tomorrow. Plus mum is convinced that we're going to start eating from the Hairy Biker's recipe book Santa brought her. It's the time of year when she has us all on diets for five minutes before she gives in herself. But I'm hoping that I will be able to motivate her into keeping up with the healthy diet thing. My older brother is severely overweight and he's only 28 years old. We're all knackers but he is worryingly so. He doesn't leave the house much (due to being lazy and not working and the like) but that's no real excuse. We don't get along much but I am going to try to put that aside and help him how I can. I'm not entirely healthy myself, as today has proved, but I have lost five stone on my lonesome so maybe something I can say can help.

Anyway, I think that'll do for now. Time for tea almost! Good boo.