Yesterday I did nothing. I lay on the couch, watched the tennis and felt super sorry for myself. So sorry for my fat self that I didn't even want to blog about it because of course that would naturally mean I would have to get up off the couch.
It was several different things. The crappy July rain. The fact I haven't walked enough for my 5k walk tomorrow. The scales weren't moving. Family stress. BAH. Just felt like the whole world was against me. Well not today people. Moany Simoney is not here, I left her comfortably in the yesterday.
Actually I did something half productive... though you can see from the picture its not the best. Big_Mummy directed me to a meatball and sauce recipe and since I haven't 'cooked' in forever. I figured why not? Like all of my cooking attempts it doesn't look so good but actually doesn't taste so bad. The family did laugh at the meatballs....they ended up kinda more square.
Nervous and apprehensive about the 5k tomorrow. I keep saying to myself as long as I complete it I will be happy but in all honesty I'm just hoping for more people unfitter than me so I don't come in last. I really should have walked more these last couple of weeks but it's too late to change that now so no point dwelling. I would like to thank TJ and Big_Mummy for sponsoring me. Seriously, you guys didn't have to and I appreciate it alot. (some of my friends here couldn't even sponsor me a pound) I've almost hit my target so I am pretty chuffed.
Right I have to go do lots of stuff :D while I'm in such a better mood.
p.s The scales have finally been hidden. And won't come out til Mondays weigh in. It's weird waking up and not checking the scales. My mam thinks I am obsessed and wants me to go to the nurse... thats another post waiting to happen.