New Year
1st day of the year and what better date to start to get fit and lose excess weight. Each morning I’ll strive to walk round the park, I’ll not be put off by the rain or the dark. I’ll cut out the sugar and chocolate and gin and soon I’ll be tantamount to being thin.
2nd day of the year, a setback to my plan. No walking today, as the nice weather manon the BBC news said a bad storm was nigh. Can’t take any risks with this body, can I? So I stayed in to binge on a series or three and got rid of the last of the gateaux at tea.
3rd day of the year, must try harder I know but it’s difficult when there’s a warning of snow and the pork pie I’d bought in case Dad might pop in had a best before date, wasting food is a sin, so I ate it with pickle and ciabatta rolls. I’ll make good tomorrow and still reach my goals.
4th day of the year, walked the hill to the crest but had to come back due to pains in my chest tho’ it could have been heartburn from croissants and tea as Gaviscon sorted it out instantly. The walking, I judged, to have burned a few cals so I went to the pub for a lunch with the Gals.
5th day of the year, no breakfast for me. I didn’t get up till just before tea. I’d forgotten how bad hangovers can be. A fry up will soon sort me out, wait and see.I took down the deckies and under the tree found a full tub of Heroes, unfortunately.
6th day of the year, to the shops took a stroll. The new baker’s giving out free sausage rolls. The weather was cold and the queue was quite long but what’s half an hour to help start-ups along. Didn’t want to look mean as the baker looked nice so I bought two cheese scones and a small custard slice.
7th day of the year, my scales are to blame, a week into diet my weight’s still the same. I must have lost some as I’m nearly half starved. My intake of calories must have been halved. “Diets don’t work” and I’ve proved that it’s true. Now where are those scones, it’s time for a brew.
Copyright: PATSY (Battle and District NWR)