Okay it's Tuesday and I'll tell you what I've learnt - take away the regime and i go mental!!!!!!!!!!!! Started today ok, cup of tea 3 ginger biscuits, not my usual fruit and yogurt but the same number of cals so I thought that's ok. Went to work for a bit, came home wandered into kitchen and ate 2 Biscuits! What! Ok then went swimming, 30 lengths very pleased with self. Home again and DD says, ' anyone fancy fish and chips for lunch', before i know I pipe up ' cor yeah!', husband agrees and ten minutes later damage is done! Then feel all needy for something sweet so whilst in town doing banking etc.. accidently purchase a packet of poppest and eat the lot! Right, you can see how this day is going. Bit later sitting cuddling the puppy, suddenly realise I urgently need and ice cream, next thing I know I have eaten one. OMG, when I have a bad day i don't mess about do I? I think what has happened is my chatterbox has been whispering in my ear something along the lines of:' You have a treat or 2 you deserve it, anyway there is no point in being good because of that nasty old thyroid, why don't you have a treat, go on you know you would like one'. AHHHHHHHHHH
So I think I had better give myself a damn good talking too and get back cal counting as I clearly am out of control and I don't like it. Please feel free to gove me as many kicks up the backside as you see fit!