After getting over the weekend, I fell off the wagon last night - instead of getting up and straight back on again SP decided to stay for a picnic - feel so disappointed with myself. Its strange, I just knew it was going to happen, as I was walking throuh town in the afternoon I just thought to myself I can't face another shake today and thats when it all started. I think if hubby had threw out the left over chicken instead of leaving all sitting on the table for me deal with I would have been ok because by this stage I'd already decided that if it was there I was going to eat it, but I didn't just stop at that then there was the bread & butter and a few crisps, alright a bag
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But thats enough said about that, the wagon came back for me this morning and I'm tied to my seat this time.
Starting to feel a little bit bored with the shakes so I think I'll check out some of the recipes and give them a go.
Thats enough waffle for now, it really helps to put into words how you feel.
Off now to check the recipes out.
SP