I have been hiding in shame from you. Yes, YOU. I have utterly thrown all detoxing goodness to the wind and gorged self on anything I have found in my path that looks like it might have an exorbitant calorific content and I know you will be disappointed in me. Yes, I am also disappointed in myself – but seriously – the carrot cake from across the road is to die for, as is the lemon cake, the brownies and the peculiar thing they called lemon drizzle cake with a cocoa swirl, which was actually just plane sponge.
So my misdemeanours have been keeping me from reporting back. The reason for this lapse in virtuousness is that the holiday that I have been getting wet-my-pants excited about has been cancelled. So I have been comfort eating to remind me that holidays are not the only thing I have to look forward to in my life. I also have dinner. And cake. And yet more cake.
The good news however is that I think my exercise DVD should arrive today. Yes, I am going through yet more faddish exercise phases. Latinasize. I will be reigning dance champion of the city within no time, I guarantee it – hark back to those days of booty shaking and I think you’ll agree I surely have some sort of talent for this dancing malarkey.
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