A gymbunny, I will be

Extremely disappointing weigh in. It was gut retching to watch my best weight loss week thus far be negated by a weekend of bad eating. Never again. Kicked my own butt during today’s session. I had to, I am considering a morning session just to make sure I stay good for the rest of the day.

As AW says, I have to look forward and not back. Still stings like a mutha though to know that I singlehandedly sabotaged myself.

New protein review here!

After Saturday’s training, I had made plans for my Southern Ridges trail with the girls. They had agreed to meet me midway at Hort Park. Understandably, it was too warm so, they decided start off in the opposite direction. Disappointed, I agreed to meet them for brunch at VivoCity.

Since I woke up late for training, I skipped breakfast which is NEVER wise effectively making my post work out protein shake my first meal. Had a somewhat subdued brunch – half a breakfast crepe with mushrooms, a tall glass of carrot-orange juice, a smidgen of sausage and rosti. Dessert was Ben & Jerry’s Double Belgian Waffle. In case, you were wondering what the double was for, it’s for two scoops of Ben & Jerry’s ice cream – Strawberry Cheesecake, Chocolate Therapy. I attempted to stay as subdued as I could and split it three ways.

Old habits come back fast. Completely disregarding my three main meals and two snacks a day with 3-4 hour intervals, I had my next meal at 6.30pm and no, it was not dinner. I was REALLY hungry. Like, could eat a cow hungry. This is where it goes downhill – Mc Wings with a regular coca cola and medium fries! (estimated calories – 1050cals!!!!) That said, I had the sense to remove the chicken skin AND split the fries so, my best guess would be 750cal. We are not even touching the junk aspect of it yet.

Coupled with today’s belated celebratory brunch where I had banana pancakes, I am disappointed in myself to say the least.

I have come too far to fall off the wagon. Argh!

C.A.K.E

Every dieter’s nightmare is made up of these four words. Diet is the wrong word to use but, stay with me here. We scrimp on the last drop of salad dressing so we can stick to our diets. Complex carbs if any at all, healthy nuts for snacks, olive oil in moderation, lots of protein, yet all these rules come crumbling down when faced with a delicious, inviting, delectable slice of cake.

Why is that? The question is as old as time, much akin to why women love bags and shoes? Why question it at all, really? The best way to cope is to build a caloric deficit for those on a diet, and enjoy that sliver of happiness as it was created.

For my aunt’s 50th birthday, I decided to bake her a strawberry shortcake. A simple sponge cake, with heavy cream whipped to perfection interlaced with succulent strawberries. Nothing short of an mmmm. I’ll apologise for two things – showing you this delicious cake, and for

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