When I moved to London I made a promise to myself that once settled I would join a gym and get fit! And that lasted for a total of two weeks of intense healthy eating before falling off the band wagon.. What’s that!?… that’s the disappointing shaking of your head I’m imagining!
I loved all of the build up to going to the gym, the being creative with making salads.. But now, I feel like a slug! I feel a hell of a lot worse now I’m back eating crap compared to my happier state of mind while exercising. And that was only two weeks! I keep telling myself ‘you can do this’… Then I say hmm maybe tomorrow. Hungry hippos and kinda buenos have a hold of me.. And they won’t let me go D:
For now hippo I’ll eat you…
But in the near future I definitely need to get motivated..HELP