Feeling the drag...

I know I'm tired as I've had a lot going on this week. I'm also anxious about upcoming work things, all good I might add but still enough to make me doubt myself. My children are playing up which is also stressing me out and it's coming up to THAT time of the month. All in all a recipe for diet disaster !

I am trying to be good. I'm trying to point everything although the two buffet lunches supplied by the courses I've had to attend this week didn't come easy. One was purely deep-fried things/things on sticks/mayo laden sandwiches. So I didn't starve I had to make the best of a bad bunch and tried to eat cautiously but there wasn't even a sniff of a salad - some nice fruit kebabs for afters though !!

So, stupid me I go and stand on the scales this morning which of course show a small midweek gain. I kick myself and then promptly go off to Costa for a bacon roll and vanilla latte. Ok, so it's all pointed in and I'm within daily points but I HATE my relationship with food. It's done now, but in trying to get everything done before picking the smallest small up from nursery I missed my swimming slot, again. The exercise bike it is for me later then. Got to fly school run and bigger small is having a friend over for tea - now no nibbling the leftovers...