After the holiday last week, I’m trying to behave myself. On holiday, I ate everything I could possibly manage including a Cornish pasty EVERY day and ice cream EVERY day. Plus normal meals. Well ... takeaways mainly.
Also, I’m not running so much as I don’t want to put too much strain on the dodgy knee so I’m not burning any of it off.
As a result, I’m trying to eat clean for a while. My evening meals are back to my usual steamed fish (salmon this week as it was on offer in tesco for £5 per kg!) and a giant mountainous mound of veg, usually carrots, cauliflower, broccoli and mushrooms. And whatever else is around and is greenish (in a vegetable way, not a mouldy way). I’m having tuna and mayonnaise for breakfast and lunch. It sounds like a horrendous breakfast, but I find it fills me up and I run pretty well on it.
However, my body betrayed me earlier. I’d eaten my breakfast, eaten my lunch, wasn’t feeling particularly hungry but went downstairs to post a letter and passed the buffet trolley which had been left in the kitchen so we could help ourselves.
And before I knew it, my sneaky food-grabbing hands had grabbed 3 pieces of snack sized buffet food and had shoved it into my mouth.
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