Today is weigh in day and I have slipped.
I could use the excuse that Het and I celebrated our 8th wedding anniversary with a restaurant visit which allowed me the opportunity to indulge in a 3 course meal.
I could use the excuse that my good friend Cheesy is back briefly from the UK and together with Elvis we plundered the town, drinking and enjoying a curry...oh and drinking.
I could use the excuse that Het did the shopping this week and bought ice cream. Was she out of her mind? Now its there, and because its there, I know I am going to eat it. She says well don't have it every day. That to me is like having candy floss in front of a five year old saying you cant have any until tomorrow.
I could use the excuse that we caught up with our friend Ali and went to the beach who planted some chocolate into her picnic bag, plus yummy Afghan biscuits and everything we ate in the weekend revolved around bread.
I could use the excuse that we were given a free Mr Whippy sundae at the Eastern States Speedway while commentating the race meeting.
But at the end of the day, I only put on 100 grams this week going from 96.9kg to 97.0 kg but this would not look good on a school report. Could do better...B-.
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