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A bit off and on

My healthy eating plan isn't going as smoothly as I'd hoped.  Fatigue is playing a part, meaning that I'm not cooking a proper dinner when I get home from work, and instead eating pots of yoghurt or even packets of biscuits (they were low-fat, high fibre ones, but they were still biscuits).

Working for 5 days in a row last week really derailed me, but after a 3-day weekend, and only 1 and 1/2 days in the office so far this week (2 to go), I'm slowly getting back on track.  I've made a huge pot of 5-veggie bolognese, with veggie mince, which will last me for ages.  On Sunday/Monday I'll do something else, and fill the freezer even more.

I just need to keep plugging away, and just starting over when I lose the plot (as I did yesterday, and, er, the day before).  It could be worse, though, I could not even be trying.

Next, I need to work in some more exercise.  I'm doing a few sit ups here and there, and I am out and about quite a bit, pushing up hills and ramps, but I need to do more.  I need to get some of this weight off!!!

But healthy diet first.  That is definitely giving me more energy, and if I don't overdo things at work, it should be enough to get me out for more walks, and maybe - maybe - even a swim.

Watch this space!

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