No-one likes Jumping Jacks. I shant tell you about the modified and terrifying jumping jacks that come later...
But, more importantly... HAPPY NEW YEAR!
I woke up today, repeatedly, as it happens, because I had leg cramps in both feet and ankles. But without a hangover and full of resolve! (and not the morning after cure, do they even make that any more? So long since I have needed one that I dont even know if they still exist)(Polishes halo).
Anyway, all my "going to be good NYE" resolve that you didnt know I had because I forgot to mention it, went out of the window at the first sniff of a barmaid's apron. The buffet was TOO good to resist. However, I hadnt actually bothered to eat the rest of the day, so the damage was mostly minimal and I woke up to a STS today, which is still an advance on previous days, I am in the gain zone, but full of the aforementioned resolve for getting shut of it. SW roast in the oven, I am NOT having pudding, and whilst I full expect a shameful gain come Monday, I shall NOT be worried because I am IN. THE. ZONE, and I had a spare 4lb under target to play with anyway. I am hoping I am back in target range by Monday, but even if I am not, no biggie, I will be by the following week.
Bought a really nice coat from Tescos at 3am the other night in their sale, red military style but not too military as to fall out of fashion in five minutes. I bought it in an 18 as whilst I am a 14 on the waist and a 14 on the top, I want to be able to have a jumper or cardigan underneath. Its lush.
Anyway, off to extract the beef from the oven and parboil the potatoes, so I will bid you all farewell for now and hope that your hangovers are minimal.