Ah, it was all going so well. But then day two happened. I should have gone for a run as soon as I got up but I thought I’d fit it in later in the day. Why did I tell myself that? I knew fine and well that that wasn’t how it would work. And lo and behold I did not run.
Instead I held a birthday party for Little Miss Less. Made a cake, some cornflake buns and ate a lot. Hurrah!
In a desperate attempt not to completely wimp out I did some squats instead. Nowhere near enough exercise to cover the amount of cake I ate but there you go.