They Say What They Say

I'm feeling rather appalled with myself at the moment. I have put on so much weight over the Christmas period that a pair of jeans I wore constantly this time last year barely make over my fat arse at the moment. And when I do manage to squeeze into them, I can't do up the button!

GAH!!!

It's my own fault. Really, it is. I'd been doing okay with the exercise and proper eating thing up until November. Then the seemingly endless round of Christmas parties began and it all went to pot. Pretty much all I've done for that last month is eat finger food for dinner at the various events I've attended and consume a ridiculous amount of red wine and champagne. And when I haven't been going to Christmas functions I've been imbibing with the gang at uni house or catching up with friends over drinks and nibbles at various bars and cafes. My poor old bike has been sorely neglacted because drinking and riding is not a good idea, and I've been to gym a total of four times in the last six weeks. Then there was Christmas. Less said about that the better.

I really need to take myself in hand, get my diet cleaned up, knuckle down at gym and stop with all the drinking. Once upon a time I could go on like this and snap back with very little effort, but I'm not twenty five any more and it's taking longer and longer to snap back with each passing year. I can't keep saying 'I'll do it tomorrow' because tomorrow is already here and I can't do up my jeans!

I'm feeling rather appalled with myself at the moment. I have put on so much weight over the Christmas period that a pair of jeans I wore constantly this time last year barely make over my fat arse at the moment. And when I do manage to squeeze into them, I can't do up the button!

GAH!!!

It's my own fault. Really, it is. I'd been doing okay with the exercise and proper eating thing up until November. Then the seemingly endless round of Christmas parties began and it all went to pot. Pretty much all I've done for that last month is eat finger food for dinner at the various events I've attended and consume a ridiculous amount of red wine and champagne. And when I haven't been going to Christmas functions I've been imbibing with the gang at uni house or catching up with friends over drinks and nibbles at various bars and cafes. My poor old bike has been sorely neglacted because drinking and riding is not a good idea, and I've been to gym a total of four times in the last six weeks. Then there was Christmas. Less said about that the better.

I really need to take myself in hand, get my diet cleaned up, knuckle down at gym and stop with all the drinking. Once upon a time I could go on like this and snap back with very little effort, but I'm not twenty five any more and it's taking longer and longer to snap back with each passing year. I can't keep saying 'I'll do it tomorrow' because tomorrow is already here and I can't do up my jeans!